When the lions gave their hearts away...
The angels rushed downwind to meet the dragons...
And although they were different...
They agreed upon the same magickal place to run free...
To let their hearts roam...
In a land where earth, water, fire, and sky meet...
Heaven
Where all is divine...
And the highest power is love...
Where balance is peace...
And blessings abound for eternity...
Like the phlox that bloom with every year...
So grows the love of the loyal lioness to her lion
king...
For nothing can defy the powers of his magick that bind
them together...
Nothing can come between the burning fires of her passions
that hold them true...
True to themselves...
True to each other...
As long as they shall dwell...
For they were born to walk in the light of the new
moon...
Where there can possibly be no darkness...
To walk with hands entwined...
As their gaurdians unite and lead them quietly through the
shadows...
To a place where all is forever calm...
And all is safe...
Where judgment is no more...
And we can be...
Two hearts...
Enraptured into one...
