As the flowers of the field blossom at the touch of water so does my soul delight at seeing her
Her eyes flicked to my lips and then back to my eyes
I felt my heartbeat increasing and my knees we're starting to feel weak by her closeness
I wish my lips will tell the tales of my heart
Love heals all hurts
Love is ointment of the soul
Love is like a spark of fire when two hearts are join
©Akonu Emmanuel
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