My love,
Today rain fell on my cheeks
I stood static as a statue Greek
The sky is generous I thought
It waters the soil and my soul
It bestows upon me divine blessings
Pure as snowflakes tenderly falling
Blessings that lit my heart with beatitude
And spread in my soul the feel of gratitude
White is your tender heart
White as clouds, as the dress of a bride
White as the white of your sweet eyes
Where I see one millions of glowing stars
You fill my soul with delight
And as white is the merge of all colors
My whole world merges into you
For you're my sweet tender soulmate
My precious gift from fate
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
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