In my garden of love,
nothing wilts—
dreams hold firm,
undisturbed by illusion.
In the stillness,
where peace takes root,
seeds of love rise,
radiant and serene.
Love lingers
in every waking moment,
never distant, never lost.
Wherever I wander, Love follows—
a gentle cloud offering shade.
It holds my heart steadfast,
tearing away blindfolds
to reveal the light.
Day and night,
Love's face appears,
reflected in creation's
infinite mirrors.
From the first breath of eternity,
Love has been my solace—
a quiet companion to me
when illusions call.
Its beauty lingers in my soul,
etched as memory,
unyielding to time.
This garden of love
blooms and thrives,
its bond unbroken, eternal,
sealed by a vow older than stars
MyKoul
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