Xastros

Straighten your crooked places and exalt every valley of your love,
For the news was like a dropp from a bucket to me;
But i have chosen you among all women,
And like the fountains in the midst of the valleys and the rivers in the high places.
Give me the night on this love oh my sweet Xastro! !
And fear not for i am with you;
Because the fir tree and the box tree are now in the lake of love!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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