Edward Kofi Louis
Her Beauty - Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
From the land of the Sahara down to the West,
There lies my lover on the Coastal plane of Safi;
Sha abounds in her beauty with true love.
Her beauty is from the Cliffs of Marrakesh,
To the sunshine mountains of Morocco;
Oh Aicha! ! You are gone too soon.
Who has seen her?
For, my heart beats for her love;
Gone too soon was the message at her door-post.
Who can find her for me?
Cos', i ma lonely on my bed;
Who can bring her closer to me?
Cos', i can't sleep at night;
Oh my true lover, you are gone too soon.
I keep on looking for her but,
She cannot be found anywhere;
Who knows where she is?
Tell me if you have a clue;
I do think of her day and night.
One day i will meet you Aicha,
One day you will be there for me;
Tell me if you know where she is.
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