Mareen Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

I am your past and you can't hide away from me,
I am your lover and you can't hide away with your nakedness,
But Deborah rose up early and made love to me.

Oh Mareen, when will i see you again?
For all the roses stood out for love and,
The beauty of life was like the stars in the heavens above;
For i am your past and you were my lover so sweet,
Because i still do remember the days.

Sleep if you can and laugh if you will,
For i have the colourful garments of love for you;
But Deborah rose up and made love to me.