Sweet Soul*


Touch me and feel the shock.
Hold me so I won’t fall.
I am but a statue
I bend from your love’s pull.

Caress my heart
And cool my blood.
Own my soul
And sing the songs of old.

I will dance to your soothing hymn.
My blood shall follow its rhythm.

Oh ! keeper of my heart,
Polish it with the grease of love
So my feeble heart, so soft
Like the towers across your bust,
Will know no rust.

I would love you
Till after forever.

©Lansah Lawrence
Feb. 2017.


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