Living in a false identity,
Emotionless and empty,
A meaningless existence,
The living lie was I,
Until you came,
Into the presence of my.
With your caressing song
I came running,
Finding you standing,
Your outstretched hand,
Pulling me,
Out of the fading maze,
Into the brilliant garden.
Your affectionate smile,
Infatuated my essence.
My soul opened slowly,
Filled with new-found feelings.
With your tender kiss,
My life became yours,
Living to love you,
Creating memories of you.
Memories of our eternal love.
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