Ibrahim
Relics, arts, culture and love;
With the information of an embankment zone!
But her scent is all that it takes.
A spring of flowers and the mixture of perfumes,
Don't put all your eggs in one basket;
For the feelings of love is all around you.
Exquisite pillars of love in the forest,
Rapture at shore with the fishermen at hand;
But my lovely water melons are matured enough for you.
Ibrahim,
You are my one and only man!
And you are like the appearance of a fertile land;
But this act of love is all about you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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