Thompson Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Honourable promises,
And of my lover on the west side of the Yardan;
To live beyond this river is all that i need;
And like the prophet and the prophetess.

I am in the entrance of the city of love and,
You are in the Valley of Yezreel;
But try to hold fast to Yahweh!
For His mercy and love endures forever.

There is a place near me called love,
And be ready for the night;
Because i want to take you there for the first time.

Present yourself to me and,
Chisel out two tablets of stone like the first one;
And let me touch your pleasant places of love,
For we will bath in this river.

Like the first time and,
Like the little owl and the desert owl;
For the secret love is now revealed and,
I am ready too with my red stew.

Your name is Thompson on the other side of the river,
And of a great thinker and a great lover;
But i will be skipping up with my lovely skirt towards you,
For you are like the bed that i do lie on always!
And this night will be a special night for us.