My beloved lily

I shall tell you about my beloved lily
She feeds me every day, with her love
She knows the best version of her lover
I am in her head, consistent, and love grows
From a seed to a tree, and the tree to a forest
But I tell you that she continues to harvest them
Cause her heart looks up to the sky and wonder
What are the stars doing? They do that they love
Aye, my lily does that she loves
I am in her heart forever, but I shall also tell you
About my love, how I feel of her heaven
I cannot describe the words to define her love
But I shall use my metaphor to tell you
She is like magic, a miracle, and a light
You cannot see it with your eyes
Because I feel it with my inner world
Now, do you understand my metaphor?
I love her too much that the Sun loves the Earth too much!

© Ismael Mansoor

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This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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