Baptized By Your Tenderness (Sonnet #236) Poem by Tina Baaklini

I love the new woman your love moulded
I love the image I see it in your heart
And the insights that in her you unfolded
She rekindled her soul's blueprint as at the start.

As a snake sheds her skin, I'm reborn anew
I'm a butterfly that stretched her own wings
Roaming happily under the sky blue
In your tender heart where the breeze is calming.

I'm a woman baptized by your tenderness
Carved by your affection and devotion
I owe you the waterfall of happiness
You pour in my heart with the purest emotions.

O soulmate, our souls' imprints are the same
Together we'll endure when naught remains.

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