There are no words to explain my happiness for your love.
It makes my heart warm knowing the unconditional measures you must feel
Indeed.
You don’t hear my congratulatory words
But they’re there...
And you may not witness the smiles in your honor
Yet they’re plastered...
Blowing 2000 kisses of endless blessings
Vibrating
For the dreams of truth in which you so much deserve
And the arms of warmth in which I hope you find safe haven
Again... No
You recognize it with blind eyes
Because I’m alive in buried memories
And deceased to your present
But my lack of presence are my heart’s presents
To you
And though untouchable to the skin
And invisible to the eye
It is with you that I lie my soul
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