Mari

I will be in your wilderness of love and,
That is what change looks like;
For i am your lover and you are mine,
And our footsteps will be left in the sand of the seashore.
Mari my love,
Come and marry me! !
For your love is all over me and,
I cannot sleep easily at night.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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