My lover is called St. Louis and, <br />I will wash myself seven times in the Yahdan for him; <br />For he is a man of valour. <br />He is a great and honourable man, <br />Like his love words spoken in the bedroom; <br />Wash and be cleansed, <br />Eat and be satisfied, <br />For the large pot of stew is for us all. <br /> <br />The staff in his hand is to perform the signs, <br />And his kiss is like the water from the Nile; <br />But he is an eloquent teacher on my love too, <br />For i will love him forever. <br />St. Louis is all that i have and, <br />i will do my best for him always; <br />For his love is very special to me.<br /><br />Edward Kofi Louis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/st-louis/
