Blessed Lady

I am on my way to your secret heart so,
Never be discourage with my love at last;
For there is no sorrow being with me,
Oh blessed lady of my heart!

You are the free flow of love to my heart,
You re the one who makes my blood flow so easily!
And you are not alone on this narrow path of love.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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