Reflections of My Love
I cast my stone into the lake,
with hope that ripples it shall make --
reflections of my love.
The stone was lost, and, so, in turn,
I sought a fire that was to burn --
reflections of my love.
The heat which rises from my flame,
burning desire that does remain --
reflections of my love.
All I give are all my todays,
consumed with love not cast away --
reflections of my love.
Bridgette Rodriguez
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