There�s magic there,
And magic�s rare;
The magic of our love.
Strong as fire,
Sweet as lyre,
Peace of winging dove.
You cast a spell,
Its words will tell,
Our love your magic weaves.
I ward it back,
Giving no slack,
Entwining line ne�er cleaved.
Warrior, Mage,
Enchanter, Sage;
Power not as strong.
Leviathan,
Lords of Elven;
They live not as long.
Undying hearts
A world apart,
Your love caressing me.
Tears in our eyes,
Your soul I spy,
Just like telepathy.
Be my savior,
Taste the flavor
Of our love forever.
I�ll hold you tight,
Destroy your fright;
Warmth in cold December.
But soon it ends,
We round the bend,
Our road of life will cease.
Our bodies old,
Yet hearts not cold,
We soon will be at peace.
Freed from this Earth,
Our second birth;
To life no longer slaves.
But love you still,
Despite the ills;
Love carries through the grave.