The Parable Of Her Love Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The Parable Of Her Love



She awoke from sleep and found me beside her,
But as her anme was so was the love of her lips!
And i marvel when i first saw her beauty.
Beautiful was her elevations as seen from up high,
And in the midst of her love to swing at last;
But try to incline your ears to the parable of her love,
Because she has all that i need in this life.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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