Cherith

The Cherith Brook flows into the Yahdan,
And like my love which flows to your heart!
For i want you to drink the water of my love in peace.

What do you see in front of me my love?
For i am meek and lovely in my heart;
And you will find rest with me always,
But this muse of love had brought us together.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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