Sprouting Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Sprouting



My love is like the grass sprouting out on top of your roof,
And i have dug wells and drunk in them;
However, i am now like the beautiful plants in the fields of love,
Because, i want to take you along with me.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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