I could see the invisible seems that sewed her eye lashes
permanently to her eye lids
With her iris momentarily flashing me to a trance like the
camera resembling terms utilised by a psychologist when practicing hypnosis to
a patient
The situation that she manacled me in
Departed me in the
question marked borders of wonder
Her humbleness was down to the ground by the way she served
me with her affection
I would at times see the envy that the dust particles
portrayed towards her
Her steps brought along the beauty that dripped from her
chest on her left side where her heart was rooted by her fashioner
She head a facial image that was an exterior display of what
existed in her interiors
So with her you wouldn’t say that the outer beauty is
deceiving
Her physique was a complement to the artistic abilities of
the potter that caused me to fall asleep so he could extract my rib
And implant it to her
The incompleteness of my ribs find their completion when my
ways and hers converges
She is a true partner, who laid flatly open her ears to the
problems that mutilated me continuously
Her attention mitigated their severity
She is the reason why Ill be ululate eternally at Christ
feet
Because she is a confirmation that the Godly given gifts do
last
Death can snatch her
away from the palm of my love
Feed her with the pitch-blackness that its heart is founded
upon
But my faith and Love will make it regret its decision of
taking her away from me
As I would torment it greatly before God with prayers that
pull to life the desire of missing her
My better half
Like a founded item being returned to its rightful owner
That is how she shall be brought back to me
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