In echoes soft across the skies,
A name is sung where silence lies.
A soul I've known through lifetimes past,
Draws closer now—our time at last.
Two stars once split in sacred fire,
Now drawn again by soul's desire.
Through every ache and shadowed road,
We've carried love none ever showed.
Eyes will meet and time will still,
As hearts align with higher will.
A mirror clear, yet deep and rare,
Who sees my soul and truly cares.
Not made of fleeting, earthly flame,
But bound by truth, not need or name.
He comes not just to love, but heal—
To teach me what is raw and real.
And when we meet, I'll understand:
Why stars had placed him in my hand.
No fear shall dim our destined light—
Twin souls ablaze through darkest night.
By: - WIN VENTURA
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