Come with me
I'll take you to the old days
When love was still a mystery
And man was subject to love
Come with me, my empress
To the land of my ancestors
Where wealth was a maiden's beauty
Let me be the richest lad ever
Come with me, my lady
To the mountains of Were
Where the sun goes to rest
Let us be the first to see its shine
Come with me, my dear
Let us walk in the plains
Where our fathers fought bravely
Let the winds of freedom blow as we walk
Hand in hand, in the hands of our innocent love
Come with me, my love
Let us wash ourselves in the great river of our land
Take off your garments of shame
Let me see the nakedness of your raw beauty
As the waters caress your beautiful skin
Come with me, my heart
To where the drums beat
To the origin of your praise songs
No, don't be shy
Let them see the rhymes in every verse
With the swaying of your hips
Come with me, my muse
To my matrimonial hut
Meant for me and you
Let us make generations
To spread our meaning of love
Come with me, my father-in-law's daughter
Come see my cattle
From whence I selected your bride price
Come see the long-horned bulls
Ones that pleased your stern father
Come with me, my queen
Let us sit by the great lake
As we listen to the thrusts of the waves
And compare the beauty of the yellow sky at dusk
With the love we shall pass to our offspring
mAx'™
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The poem is great piece with a dose of authentic African culture and a romantic theme, keep it there.