I do everything in your name my love.
When I walk around the park, each step is a meditation in gratitude for meeting you.
My hands on the steering wheel of my car are just a reflection of what yours look like in your favorite auto.
Even the way I walk is an almost unconscious attempt to walk as you do, with casual forthrightness.
I speak of the light and that means the way you make my soul glow.
I smile at strangers and it is only a reflection of your smile.
While other people bow before their idols I only smile before your image.
You bring me a joy so terrible I don't know how I will survive it.
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