A Poem

PAINTED HEART.


In your arms is where I lay, your eyes are my visions to see.
When you hold my hand, it feels like we were made to love.
The thought of thee, blossoms in my heart like a sprouted tree.
It feels like heaven has opened its door, and gifted me a gentle dove.

'O thou art so beautiful, it hurts just to look at you.
Thy prettiness shades my sight like a sunny day's hue.
Your beauty is too perfect for me to behold.
With a resplendent figure that brings warmth to my evening's cold.

For you, my head is up in the sky, and I'm never coming down.
In your ocean of love, I'm willing to drown.
The world says; “you ain't perfect”.
But, your imperfect perfection, I can't neglect.

The droplets of heavy rainfall's fury.
Can't be compared to the emotions that sparkle in your eye's fiery.
My veins are doused with thy love, that has sweetened my heart like a honey's bee.
Like a painted heart on a wall, my love for thee is made bold for everyone to see.


©EHINOMEN BLAZE ISAAC.

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