Twin swords,
Forged together,
Made in balence.
One to defend,
One to attack,
Both to love,
And both to care.
One to shield,
Always to fare.
Forged as one,
Together as one,
Never to be,
Separated,
Or torn apart.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Beside You He Walks
PoesiaWhen I write, I feel like a wolf, Howling to the moon. When someone reads, I feel like they too, Are a wolf, howling to the moon. And although we are world's apart, We are together still-- A pack of wolves, Howling to the moon.
