The Mystics Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The Mystics



The mystics of love and the mystics of life,
Where is my lover to kiss my lips? !
I have been waiting for so long in the rain and,
Your nakedness is somewhere else.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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