The Picture Of You

I have got the picture of you inside me and,
I can figure you out like the sweet love of an apple;
For love baths your nakedness daily like,
Your sweet bed of roses.

I have got the picture of you inside me and,
I am waiting for the day that we will meet;
Oh, how the birds do sing to your beauty,
For your sweet aroma is in the air.

I have got the picture of you inside me and,
I will search all over the world to look for you;
For this beauty of yours should not pass me by,
Because you are all that i need.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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