Real And True

To the crowded part of the street!
But more hidden like a peaceful sanctuary;
Words,
Views;
Acts,
Lovers;
Match,
Players;
With wonderful creations! !
But, real and true.

To meet the great one!
Through every artwork and paintings;
Calm and beautiful,
Overwhelmed with the muse of love,
Striaght through the crowded part of the street! !
But, tap on my shoulder made me look back;
And, there you were!
Tap, lap, sap, map, nap, cap, clap, bap, tap, gap;
But more hidden like a peaceful sanctury.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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