Lennox

Let us talk about you and i on this love,
For you are the shadows of the things to write about;
And, where will your mind be when the rain drops?

Open bruises and open wound,
And to kick the ball into the net;
But, what else can i say about you?

I am Lennox and i am your past,
For yesterday's lady was you;
And i am now smiling with success as my fiend today.

There is a difference between a hole and a stick,
And you've now taken your own decision on this love;
But for once, i was the ball-boy for you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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