Weaving aesthetic paradise of happiness in my heart
Like the triangular draft of a spider
I see your eyes
The twinkles are brighter than the thin sparkles of the shooting stars
I wonder why my soul never ceased into them to pry
You are one of a kind
in your heart the thread of tenderness I find
With adventure your world I will roam
Till your pulse flip and pause in Rome.
Your kiss I linger for lease,
A thousand years at least
In your eyes are hidden the constellation of stars
An end to all worrisome and dark emotional scars
My pain you heal
My soul your radiance daily steals.
Be the tender Baobab tree on which I lean
Take me to the ecstatic sphere where passions gleams.
I will love you till the ends of days,
In your embrace, I will have
my coolest stay.
I love you. @philo baba
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