You Make Me Fly High Poem by Tina Baaklini

My sweet tender soulmate,

Your love whispers in my ears
The sweetest love hymns
Words of longing, so sincere
My soul sways, says: it's him!

You make me fly high
To a place I've never been
We sail on a tender cloud
To fulfil our dearest dreams

Your love is such
That it became the air I breathe
As if you're holding a brush
To paint my heart with hues of peace

You know the map of my soul
As the palm of your hand
You support my aims, my goals
My messy self, you help me comprehend

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