Sicelo Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Sicelo



Smile when you've found your lover and,
Get your passport ready when you need wings;
For he who takes my child by the hand takes me by the heart too.

I am satisfied like a fax machine and,
This love to you is like the golden opportunity;
So, i would like to thank you for last night.

You are like the epitome of the human achievement,
And paradoxically with the real love from your heart;
But your symbolic art of love means a lot to me.

Sicelo, you are illumuninated with aspirant acts of the arts;
And, i am philosophically glued to your heart of love.

Thursday, January 22, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

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