My love,
Your love is a morning breeze
That softly touches my face
Wishing me a day so sweet
Before the sun extends its sunrays
Your love is a peace truce
In the battlefield of my mind
As my thoughts' rivality dissipates
While serenity prevails
Your love is that tender hand
That scribes on the walls of my heart
Love words, poems and prayers
Just to see a smile on my face
Your love is a bundle of joy:
Sincerity, transparency, passion
Floating in an ocean of devotion
A flood of tenderness that invades
My heart and soul, O my tender soulmate ❤
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
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