Two shadows merge beneath the streetlamp's glow,
A secret language only we know.
Your laughter, a melody I replay,
In the quiet hours of yesterday.
Yet love is not just you and me,
It's the reflection in the mirror I see,
A heart whole, unbroken, free.
February whispers: Be.
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