Maya

You love is like ne wineskins,
And down to the river side with a view;
For the sweet water of Maya is what you share with me.
I met you with my own eyes and i saw your love,
And you were in a trance with the muse of your love!
As the flowers sang to your beauty with the care of love,
And like the complexity of the things seen around you.
My root of love is so spread out to the waters deep,
And you are Maya from these waters deep;
For your love is like the new wineskins sold in this town.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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