Abiram

The treasure of my mind needs you and,
The measure of my heart wants your love;
But the beautiful letter of yours and,
The handsome words are all that makes me fly high!
For you are very young and innocent and my name is Abiram.

You are very nice and fresh on this love and you are very wise!
And i will take you to meet my people in my village;
For the treasure of your heart is also seen by my love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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