Aikins II

To the fields of swords,
Seven years and six moons;
But my love towards you is swifter than eagles! !
Beloved and pleasant,
Sweet and lovely;
And, my love towards you is stronger than the lion!

You are like one who hunts a partridge in the mountain,
Of wisdom and humility;
And to search out for a flea until the morning light,
But, let me hear your voice my sweet Aikins.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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