I want you to feel loved today!
And, i want you to learn from my ways;
Like the coloured crabs of Cuba in the land of your muse.
Your identity,
My indentity,
Playing with the muse of love to find peace;
But, you need to forget about your toils and come to me.
Muse!
Like the cold of the winter around you;
And, just like the first day and the first time.
Muse!
Just like the coloured crabs of Cuba in the land of your muse;
But, your love to me is beyond measure! !
Just like the first night in the land of your muse.

Edward Kofi Louis

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