《EMOTIONS》SOULMATE
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You're a Reflection of Myself,
My Mirror of Perfection,
A twin in another Soul.
The True definition of True love,
Undying and Unconditional.
Selfless love You render Unto Me,
My Anchor in life's Storms.
My Emotional Bank at My Worst,
God's Guardian Angel sent to Me!
No Amount of Money,
Nor Words can Express,
My Gratitude,You're Priceless.
Meeting You is life's Gift to Me,
A Love Manuscript From God,
Being Published In My Life.
My Showers of Blessing From Above,
A Fragile Piece so Dear to Me.
My Favorite and finest Wine of all Ages,
I Will always Cherish and Uphold!!
You're my imperfect Perfect,
A Revelation Being revealed,
My Silent prayers being answered.
You're My Glowworm in the Dark,
A Cure for my broken Soul.
How I wish we were Immortal?
How wonderful it could be!
To Live for a Millennium,
Like the gods and goddesses,
But Our love is Eternal!
Your Smilet Drives me Miles,
Am lost in Your Eyes Always.
No matter the Distance,
Our Hearts Beat for Each Other,
You're a Devine Being,
Amongst Men.
Am With You Heart and Soul,
We Shall always Harmonize,
In Life and Death.
Fate Brought us Together,
Love will Keep us Forever!
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