Drops of love gather,
in a frozen heart,
melting in the warmth,
deep down the scarred soul.
in a frozen heart,
melting in the warmth,
deep down the scarred soul.
The light of love reflect,
in solitude of the lake,
illuminating the spring,
In the depth of the soul.
in solitude of the lake,
illuminating the spring,
In the depth of the soul.
The reflection in the lake,
dwell underling the surface,
as drops hold,
the fountain of love.
©Geetha Panikerdwell underling the surface,
as drops hold,
the fountain of love.
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