Master Of My Heart (Sonnet #263) Poem by Tina Baaklini

The more I know you, the more unveils our bond,
Entwined are our roots as that of an oak tree,
To my soul's calling you instantly respond,
Master of my heart, you sow it love and glee.

You're the one I long to hold forevermore,
Hold your hands, hold you captive in my heart,
Tenderness you pour in me as waterfalls,
In your name my heart is written since the start.

Only you can complete my inner puzzle,
You're the found variable of my equation,
Our heart's imprints match, Oh fate's sweet cuddle!
Your love's music is finer than Beethoven's.

We sail on the vast blue sky through the clouds,
When the night falls, the moon is ours—no crowd.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk