Naked On My Bed

She is sleeping beautifully naked on my bed,
So there is no conspiracy about her!
For fifty horsemen can't take her away from me,
And the north window is wide opened to give here fresh air.

She's all that i have and i am ever ready to defend her,
For the south window is also opened to give her fresh air;
And like the muse of her naked beauty on my bed.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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