With the tons of faces i've encountered,
My bashful heart got confessed to one that mattered.
In him i found the solace i loved,
Where the butterflies that beautify my face revolved.
His eyes are my only dwelling piece i didn't inquire,
He is the unconvered brightness of my Empire,
That gave boldness to my river flowing in the midst of fire,
Which brought breathe to me even without respire.
He is the flute without opening or a sounds passage,
Yet rocks to my melodious hymns despite my carriage,
He is an amazing balsam of all my vocation package.
Folks wondered without rest,
Why i chose to compliment a man to the crest,
They exhaled and inhaled their breath,
Echoed it to the world that I'm FLIRT,
I am, for I flirt with JESUS!
#Veritas, Anoris, Amare
TEE-THOMAS (Fearless lines)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem