August 2, 2019 - Heart matters, In Love

At the cornerstone,
A sculpture was being formed,
As my eyes gazed at the transformation,
Her beautiful mind, lured me,
Her atmosphere, welcomed me so seductively,
Little did I know, I was standing closer to her presence,
A ground was formed comfortably for me to stand,
As I stepped into her holy ground,
Her hands caressed my hands, and her eyes sunk me deeper to her heart,
It was at this encounter, she said, “I found you”,
It was at that moment my soul knitted with her soul,
And we all declared our covenant sealed.

By Charles Attika | Instagram | Email| Website

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