My Grace (Sonnet #206) Poem by Tina Baaklini

To the precious heart, my love and angel
To the only muse of all my poems
To my soul, you're a divine marvel
My tender bliss since antique times, my Adam.

My heart is written in your name by God
A friendly fate drew us back together
To reunite our hearts and tie the knot
Sky's blessings come wrapped in hearts so tender.

Your pure love is my heavenly reward
Scented red roses on my path you sow
With bliss and faith we carry on enthralled
Guided by the light that from our soul glows.

Endless are the souls, beyond time and space
Thus, your sweet eyes, your smile, will forever be my grace.

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