Edward Kofi Louis
As Black As Oven - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
By the River Chebar,
There i sat down to write this poem;
So drink and make yourself naked,
For you are being lured by your lover!
And, as black as oven is your muse in the land of Uz.
Wear the crown of love and come to me,
For the letter of my love is now dispatched by a courier;
And the copy of the document of your love is now in my bedroom.
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