The Roses Of Love Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The first fruit of impresion really matters and,
I will give you my name for a little bit of your love.
I am in love and i want o tlove you deeply!
For sadness and disappointments are all over my face.
I am ejected with the objections of love without a clue,
But one day i will find my way through to your heart again;
Because the muse of my sadness is all about you.

More sorrows and of the words of the truth,
More sorrows and of the acts of my mind,
But listen to my visions of love like the Schoolmaster.

The syntheses of life is full of hopes and dreams,
But life itself is like the grave of my father;
Because love had taken me that far!

I am your muse and the way of life,
I am your love and the way of peace,
For love is like the grave of my grandfather!
And i ill live to love you more.

I will be back for the roses of love,
i will love you for the kindness of peace,
For this life is what we make out of it;
And my love will touch you always.