Faces Are Lanterns That Flicker And Fall Into Night, Yet Your Essence, A Sun, Burns Eternal And Bright. Come, Shatter The Mirror That Shows Only Form, Let Our Rivers Collide In The Sea Without Storm. No I, No You Only This Molten Gold Stream, Where Hidden Gardens Bloom In The Midst Of A Dream!..
@rumilyrics Love is a choice, not a reaction to physical appearance.
It's the unseen qualities that make a soul radiant.
Those are the ones that truly draw us in.
And often, it's only when we lose them that we realize their value.