Joy Of The Harp Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Joy Of The Harp



Sharp!
With the joy of the harp;
Birth, mirth!
Of aged wines well refined;
She has spoken! !
Love is the key,
Looking for her lover,
Who is sunshine.

Saturday, February 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art,sunshine
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Edward Kofi Louis

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