When I fell for you,
I could not say why,
A hidden reason,
though the ache did not lie.
My heart pursued you,
a mystic unseen—
Not a soulmate found,
but my soul's serene truth.
Endlessly falling, deeper I descend,
Where love and truth embrace,
and all things mend.
The mirror whispers,
its depths ignite:
'It's you who's fallen,
bathed in your own light.'
Through me, for yourself,
a reflection true,
A love letter penned
from my heart anew.
In this sacred dance,
the truth found its way—
Born of light within,
since that first day.
MyKoul
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