Myanmar Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Myanmar



Myanmar, Mary, may, arm, am, my, ram, yam, May, ray!
Of a cold drink;
In the heat.
Riding a camel!
With the muse of life and the muse of love;
In the heat.
Love,
At the only place in the desert;
Muse,
The only time with the works of your lover;
Like the muse of the roadrunners with the real thing at hand.

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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