Closer to Each Other

Books are my friends and,
That of the connotations of the traveller as well;
But my mind is like an African in Russia! !
Where one exchanges the heat for cold,
Because of the difference in climate!
I am between tow worlds and between tow traditions,
But my love can really find your heart when you are ready;
For you and i sat closer to each other last night,
And the moon was there to greet us with love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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