Federer Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Federer



Silent and still,
Where is the muse that i brought to you last night?
For blessed is the man who baths your body with love,
And dries you up with his kiss all the time;
Because Federer is out there helping the poor and the needy,
And i will care about you as well on this side of the bush.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: muse,kiss
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Edward Kofi Louis

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