My Own Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

I found her by a spring of water in the desert and,
I took her to be my own;
And in the heat of the day,
She became what i was looking for.

Of a smoking fire pot and,
Of a dove and a young pigoen;
And deep sleep fell unto man,
And out of him came woman.

Behold! She's with child and,
She submitted herself to me to learn more;
And from the river of Egypt to the great river Euphrates!

Rest my love,
Rest under my tree of love my sweet one;
For you are now very tired with your load.