17/02/2019
The Preaching heart
My heart beats so fast in front of you ;
While looking at you, you have no clue.
I am in possession bulk and gathered feelings;
After a bolt out of blue stings.
Ever since,your name has become a mantra ;
My lips,mind and heart all ways remind one another.
What a taste of an abstract sweetness?
Where was it manufactured,can i get the address.
I am marvelled by your contextual framework,it's pure;
Which could make the rainbow feel it has a competitor.
The space you have occupied stops me from ogling over other lass;
I want you- my heavenly made complement as the first and last.
I want to warm the cockle of your heart;
Hold hands with you chit-chatting walking through a path.
If the world is against you;u
As many as they are ,my presence with you would make them few.
You are my muse,you bring about my best moves;
So hung up on you that i get fined in my dreams for excess time used.
Never mind paying,cos i am rich with the gushing spring of love;
My love is durable,unadulterated,no facade and a blessing from above..
Twaide Millz