The heights of which my heart doth soar
Above the clouds golden topped from the sun
A place it has never traversed before
Encompassing the loving light angel spun
This creates a tapestry of stars at night
On opposite ends these figures dance
They could not withstand their light so bright
On a hallowed eve they met happenchance
The luck of that night one couldn't believe
Two hearts of gold with stories to be told
Through each other's experiences they sieve
To retrieve the treasured stores untold
So it may be sacred and kept aside
For it is precious beyond compare
To be cherished along this ride
A union of souls through fire shall fare
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
The heights of which my heart doth soar
Above the clouds golden topped from the sun
A place it has never traversed before
Encompassing the loving light angel spun
This creates a tapestry of stars at night
On opposite ends these figures dance
They could not withstand their light so bright
On a hallowed eve they met happenchance
The luck of that night one couldn't believe
Two hearts of gold with stories to be told
Through each other's experiences they sieve
To retrieve the treasured stores untold
So it may be sacred and kept aside
For it is precious beyond compare
To be cherished along this ride
A union of souls through fire shall fare
My fire burns so bright,
It is set to consume the world
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