Myback

My name is Myback and it is my back that i cannot see,
But i taught you how to swim and now you are a fisherman.
My name is Myback and i am very lonely and simple,
But i need a lover to wash my back.
I love the sunshine and the beautiful flowers,
I love the butterflies and the attractive air,
But where is my lover to wash my back?
Come if you are the one,
Come and wash my back for me;
For you are the very one that i taught how to fish.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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