When One Loves
Love is like ones pedigree given utterly,
When one loves life seems to move in slow motion,
When one loves you tend to have merriment of different emotions that makes you feel accolade.,
Love beckons beyond your mind , beyond your soul but mostly love is ensnared in ones heart.
When one loves your hearts , body and soul are pirouetted perpetually.
Copyright © Paul Kamusa | Year Posted 2018
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