Heaven Is My Heart (Sonnet #148) Poem by Tina Baaklini

Pampered my heart is with you, sweet soulmate,
Cradled in the arms of your tenderness,
Heaven jealously at my heart does gaze,
Heaven is my heart, touched by your caress.

Soft are your words, soft as a gentle breeze,
They're my soul's mantras; do not ask me why,
Tender is your voice, tender as daisies
Blooming in my heart, when you just say: Hi!

Over a rainbow we built our sweet home,
We slide it as kids, hearts get no wrinkles,
Not for a second had I felt alone,
Scented love in my soul you sprinkle.

When I lose myself, I find me in you,
Are you in me? Me in you? Souls know, they do.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk