A Love Poem
This is a love
poem, born of passion,
Of magic and
dragons and strange compassion.
This is a love
poem, born of joy,
Of swords and
rivers none can destroy.
This is a love
poem, born of strife,
Of fighting,
despair, a cutting knife.
This is a love
poem, born of truth,
Of victory and
flight and eternal youth.
This is a love
poem, born of peace,
Of the land we turn
to when life will cease.
This is a love
poem, born of hope,
Of prophets and
fates of endless scope.
This is a love
poem, born of my heart,
Enchantment and
wonder here right from the start.
This is a love
poem, born of my dreams,
Fantasy, magic,
much more than it seems.
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