Our Dreams Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Our Dreams



Your colour is red and my colour is blue,
But one day i will stop cooking and watch you at the kitchen;
And like the shepherds who never watched their flocks by night,
For the cold nights of love is with the care of our dreams!
But i can smeel a rat from afar.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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