Nicely Polished Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Nicely Polished



You don't understand 'she' who is called your wife,
And she doesn't understand 'he' who is called her husband;
But nicely painted and nicely polished is the muse of love! !
However, you don't want to be wet again like yesterday in the rain.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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