Isaiah

My love will be like a sweet gift for you,
For i do know where you do stay;
But plant vineyards and do eat their fruits,
For i do know when you do come in and do go out from your home.
I am Isaiah and i have my love for you,
So be ready to take this free gift with your own hands.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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