Yet, Wet! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Yet, wet!
Under the tree of love and care;
And to listen to the birds that sings above you,
However, everybody has a dream on this earth.

The innovations of life,
With the muse of love and the works of nature;
But, where is the source of water for you to do your fishing?

Elongated!
With the muse of love;
Going in and coming out,
And, to coil like a rattle snake.

Dots!
Stripes,
In your dreams;
With the muse of love,
Between the breasts.