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Poetry | Love | LGBT+

You Are The Reflection of My Soul

A love so strong even death cannot defeat it

Standing on a small rock at the ocean’s edge, a lone man faces west and the orange glow of the sun at the horizen.
The Reflection of My Soul | credit: Joshua Earle | Unsplash

In the night of the day of his death, I wrote this of him who, for nearly nine years, had been my lover, partner, and best friend, my accomplice in mischief — Loy.

You are the reflection of my soul.

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