by Toryn Blade

Created on: April 22, 2010

Stolen kisses oh so sweet,

Morsels of delight , midnight meet

The tale is old and the tale is young

Every race, creed and tribe has some

Young lovers die , lest they be separated

Unintended consequences , for a moment of passion

bound by rules that do not rule the heart

words spoken harshly because one dare to love

That which is deem not right in the eyes of some

Yet love prevails at great price.

Death can only separate those souls who are bound

to fall in love , forever interwoven in a pattern of grace

Till earth and sky are no more

The sun no longer shines

Till water or fire consume once more

Our love

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