Seth Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Seth
Your quiver and your bow will make ears tingle,
But your love is all that baths my body;
So come to me my sweet one.
Bring me two chioce kids of the goats and,
eat the food of love with me;
For your love is like the taste fro wild-life games!
Come to me Seth and,
Let us make love like the well of Shibah.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: food,games,kids
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