Throughout the night I feel my lover’s heart,
Beneath the lunar light her wings hold me,
My pulse increasing fast as we depart,
For her desired realms and my destiny.
We are flying high on ecstatic love,
The ways mundane become a distant dream,
Old pains and wounds heals as souls entwine above,
As one we see the truth of love redeem,
The dragon’s pledge the ancients swore on stone,
That one who flies alone must surely die,
But two with hearts that strongly beat as one,
Will soar across the never-ending sky,
A promise made by the first and very last
The gift of love; future, present and past.
Form: English Sonnet