Succulent 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Succulent 2
Succulent,
Let it flow;
Violet,
Let it show;
Rivers of love,
How to meet your lover;
Range, orange!
With a crow seen on the tree;
to sow the seed,
With a cow seen in the field;
Lent, succulent!
In red in a row;
One with others,
With the reflections of love without a blow!
To pick up the bow and to moce along,
Slow but sure with the joy of your heart.
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