Where Love Is Endless Poem by Tina Baaklini

My tender soulmate,

I do not care to impress
Nor do I seek success
And yes, I must confess
That I may fall prey to sadness
And fail to verbally express
My feelings to you in depth

Yet God knows how impressed
I am by your tenderness
That softly touches and gently caresses
My heart and soul, O what a bless!

When people ask me about my address
I tell them about your heart where love is endless
I tell them that in your heart I found happiness
I found warmth, devotion and faithfulness
I found the true love that turned me into a poetess!

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