Milky Silky Rope Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Gold, old!
Told;
The story,
From my land,
Ghana.

Milky Silky Rope,
Sunshine love!
Beauty of the sky;
Flowers of Spring,
Flowers of love,
Flowers of life,
Under the romance of nature.

Golden hair!
Lovely,
Dreams of love! !
Your voice,
Your choice;
Better as anything to my heart,
My lovely heart,
Always thinking of you.

Besides the dreams of life,
Beyond the horizon with hope,
Beyond the dreams of dreams!
Bevel,
Level,
Betterment;
Night,
Night love;
With the muse of the full moon.

Shine over here to my side,
The side of love;
Sunshine love!
Dreams of love,
Dreams of dreams.

Betwixt,
Hail, wail!
Sail,
Mail;
Beware,
To ware the truth always in your heart.

Cold, old, sold, gold, behold!
To hold on to the truth;
Heart of true love,
Beyond the horizon of life.

Why are you crying today my love?
Tears in your heart!
Because you are deeply in love,
Someone very special,
Someone very far from you.

Milky Silky Rope,
Open your eyes! !
Your lover is closer to you,
Than you think;
Look very deep into your heart.

Bezique,
For two players;
Across the sands of life!
Across the grain of a fabric,
Mystical! !
Magic Love.

Bard, card, billiard!
A game for two people;
Branch, ranch!
Biodiversity,
Biographical.

Bioclip,
Biological clock!
The lock of love,
To dock;
Not to block the truth.

Bioluminescence,
Organic matter!
A living organism;
To know who you are,
To understand your ways!
Love,
Flowing out like the River Jordan! !
From your heart,
Touching my heart over Here,
Deeply.

Hope, rope, cope!
Biorhythm,
Biosphere,
Biosynthesis,
Biotechnology,
Biotic!
Faith,
My Faith,
Rays of hope;
Amusement!
Announcements;
Love,
True love,
Playful,
Joyful! !
Touching each other,
Like a wanderer in the bush.

Night,
The Moon,
Taking shape;
Tape of love,
On the edge of love,
With the silent approach.

True love,
Across the horizon of life;
To give me hope,
Milky Silky Rope!
Love under the rain,
Also with the pain along;
Never giving up! !
To see well with your heart,
Than with your eyes,
Your inner self.

Bee, free!
Flying around an aged old tree;
Words,
The writer;
Works,
With Creativity! ! !
The truth is Life,
For peace and love;
To seek for the truth always.

The truth is like Jewels from the heavens! !
You are a gift to us,
A gift to the world;
Time with us,
Time will tell.