Mirror Of The Soul
In
Reflected
Though currents may shift and tides may change
Your essence remains,no time can ease
The nightingale sings of our secret hours,
Of gardens unseen,of the moon's embrace.
Love is a flame that defies all decay,
Burning softly in the endless space.
Forever inscribed on the heart's page,
Pheko,Son Of Lizzy
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