Hot Cakes Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Hot Cakes



Your love is like a cake baked over hot coals!
After it came the great wind;
Like the muse of the honourable man in your town.
The great earthquake! !
With words from your love;
But, the beauty of your love is like hot cakes.

Friday, November 1, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: earthquake, muse,wind
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Edward Kofi Louis

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