
Distant Memories
You reach into the depths of distant memories,
and I hold my heart out to you.
Your love, silent and unspoken,
fills the secret chambers of my soul.
I linger on the far horizon,
accompanied by a wisp of drifting fragrance
waiting for you.
You replace words with silence,
and I pour true feelings into the quiet seasons.
Longing wears the cloak of solitude,
carrying love softly and steadily.
Amid the tangled threads of thought,
I wait for you.
You walk through lonely sorrow,
I endure the anxious hours,
sorting countless worries.
On the same rainy day,
under the same gentle heart-rain,
I replace farewell with eternal love,
and wait for you.
You say this is the cycle of a past life;
I say it is fate.
This quiet prelude has long paused there,
brushing away the bashfulness of moonlight,
revealing the beauty of unspoken devotion.
In the ending of this heaven,
I still wait for you.


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