Joseph Fodwo Poems

By my side a smile he forged
And when i took leave he puked and disgorged
By his tender and warm arms i was pleased
But deep within his soul, my heart he squased and squeezed
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With a veil i concealed my tears
Mourning for my maiden dear
I punished my soul never took a crumb nor slept
As i kept on reminising and wept
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My heart feels like wet warm ashes
As your fairy hands my body touches
Seemingly my dark skin blushes
You are my soul's duchess
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Am adrifted in the land of dreams
With flowing fountains and streams
Where sin need not deem
And sour the tongue with feudal creams
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