My Reflection

The moon was playing with the clouds,

The cicadas were tuning to the instrument of love,

My heart was a flutter of a million butterflies,

The warmth of your presence,

Tuned to the synchronicity of my own feelings,

If this, I call a body,

Or a part of me, unifying perfectly,

In the unity of existence,

Ah! Let me steal the beauty of this moment,

And treasure you in my heart forever,

For eternity!