Spring lady
Spring Lady melt my mind Honey child sweeten my drink.
Pour me into your cup of desire and love Spring lady Honey child
What is your love to me if you keep running from my shadow
What is the tastes of your apples to me if they don't come to my lips.
Spring lady Honey child, From the distant land I come to you from across the sea I come.
poem by Desmond Tagoe
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Africa I
Africa I am coming home, home to your breast.
Africa I am riding the waves nothing can stop us
Africa receive me under your wing hold and guide my spirit
Your beauty is deep inside me your wonder is in my heart
from you my soul will never depart. If you are coming home no time to waste
If you are ready, then let's go - time is short
It's not a wish, it's not a wish
poem by Desmond Tagoe
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