My Soul
My soul the one who cries deeply, The one who knows true love and beneath me The one who tries to solve equations, That never had lasting reflections. You can never change me But you can persuade me My soul, my soul who leads me into destinations The one who fights, his my relation. The one who binds the blood Thickening like a chocolate swirl. My soul, my soul who reads me Like a book that rhymes instinctly! A song that chants in my brain The concentrating restrain Stress beloved my heart, Freedom living by thought. My soul, my soul the one who guides me, The one who knows a darky Enchanted with a fairytale With love in it's nearly end. My soul ,my soul who rejoices gladly, To all the worship's banding The brand that lifts me daring In all of whisper's staring. She that is in cupid's ears The one who listens, to whiskers tears. The sheep that rolls beside him As if the wolves invite him. My soul that's everlasting That hears the winds...
