Ntim Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Ntim



His black lips!
Very attractive;
And, he is called Ntim;
A native of my land.

Muse!
With the taste of love;
Together as one to live in peace;
Life!
Swimming across the river of love;
And, with your sweet muse in mind.

Life!
Like the prose of poetry;
With the blue bells of love displayed around the almond tree that blossoms.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: muse,swimming
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Edward Kofi Louis

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