Yoshiyah Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Yoshiyah



The king's hand is restored and i need your love,
So come to me my lover if you are called Yoshiyah;
For my love lay naked now waiting for you,
And i will prepare my food of love for you always.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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