two hearts beat as one
until the end of time
the lovers woe this tale has spun
has reached the end of the line
with eyes closed softly
so ends the hungry fire
the wild beast is no longer free
for he has quenched his desire
cry no more my sweet dream
there shall be a day of love
watch the heavans gleam
and the stars move above
untouchable is our affection
like the mighty lion
hate we must not mention
for our destiny awaits
like the dawning of the sun
~erika boal