Angles And Bearings

To turn to the bearings of your love when you do call me and,
To visit me in the fields of my love with your muse;
Because i am like a bird flying up high with the views of your love!
And with the directions of the angles and bearings in my mind.
Your love called me yesterday up high with your muse and,
It came and strengthen my soul like the peace of paradise!
And i will follow these angles and bearings always because,
That is how i can easily get to you with my love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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