You crossed the bridgeWell, good for you.Happiness…Right! You deserve A treat.Colour your worldLive it up. Your path Your story Your people Your presentEmbrace it all.If you can’tIt’s going to get Heavy on you. © Joeln

No doubt her love Is true.Well I bet,She would give it allFor me to live.Luck, Ain’t l? You see, I do Love her too. May be a bit lessOr just afraid To concede. Am not ready to Play a puppet. Hearts blind eyes.So, affection will flowOn a strict budget. © Joeln

ExhaleBreath….. Yes CelebrateHe is alive!He reignsOhhhhGlory, Glory HallelujahRedeemedWe are. Listen. Let your heartHost The divineA HeartfeltHoney glazedOfferingSent FromHigh above. © Joeln

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Mornings lightNights darkenLife slidesWe dream We hungerWe strain To achieve,Yet nothingIs guaranteed. The WorldIs intricate.Destinies never certain.Never can you Blindly trust a heart Not framed in you:Intentions are not sightSeen.But always liveTo love © Joeln

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To the nuturerThe mother, sisterFriend, your favorite chiquitita.The huslter, boss lady Your insta favoriteSlayer mama To the bouncingNewly born beautyThat lass pursuing a dreamThe successful ladyLiving her truth. To the brokenThe scaredThose that have made A few not so good choices Rise and blossom,Love yourself,Appericate life.Your are beautiful,In a special spectrum. © Joeln

Cemented locksI unleash Mind, body and soulFreedom I hungerFreedom from My own distressedSelf. StrainingCracking out Out of myMental prisonedWalls.Don’t give up onMeAm yet to fleeAnd join your race. © Joeln

At lastMy heart applausesMy sightRains of ardour,Floods of affection.Like, Damn…Am sorted. Snorting Passionate scents,A breathe of Pure astonishment.Uncertainty wavesMay bestow profuselyBut I will sail blindlyIn this valentineSea.© Joeln