Love's liege is he who fondled,
Her wild voices deep-seated above,
And in her lips, he remedied,
Her sorrows, his remorse,
And in her fierce nature,
The hidden world restored,
Warm is his heart,
The home of her dreams,
Combined with fate,
Kindly fire to reach the skies,
He lives to be hers,
She lives to be his,
Seconds to him are years,
Witnesses the beauty of her,
His love for her is magical trees,
Each heartbeat is a kindling storm,
As she kisses him with ease,
Her bewitching and heavenly spirit,
With stories of the inevitable,
She opens her arms,
He teaches her his fable,
The divine tides of heaven,
The wishes painted on his map,
And in the sacred hopes,
Rays of immortal richness,
In his wanderings,
He greets her pious spark,
And as a bright star, she aids him,
The night's episode,
The helpful glimmer of hope,
Lighten the hills of darkness,
And all the sands of time,
To him, she's a golden zenith,
Into her glorious castle,
Ambers of lustrous rivers,
Halo of Majesty,
The ring on his finger,
Raven oath,
With wounded hands he holds hers,
Giving her all the power,
His thoughts sparkle for his Princess,
Content they are,
For it has always been clear,
Fighting for the rosy monarchy,
They are the universe's love Lords.
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Two Tears
PoetryFor my love, My HOPE The love we have is a definite testament that spanned decades, though we came from afar place, we were always able to find each other, across an ocean of time. I love you eternally.
