My love,
Love asks not why
Love knows not why
Love cares not why
The heart just loves
That's why!
But the soul knows why
The soul longs for when
For the soul is faithful
To her first love
As sown seeds grow tall
And their roots delve deep
The Hand of God has sown love
Between our two hearts, my love
Thus love is as birth and death
It stands upon fate, not destiny
And how blessed I am to be your
Soulmate by fate, my sweet sweet love
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem