Even when sorrow threatens to overwhelm, the memory of your love brings me happiness. Like morning dew, my affection remains pure and steadfast. Your love, a gentle stream, washes over me, and in its embrace, I find joy.
Knowledge is POWER

Even when sorrow threatens to overwhelm, the memory of your love brings me happiness. Like morning dew, my affection remains pure and steadfast. Your love, a gentle stream, washes over me, and in its embrace, I find joy.