Flying High (Interlocking Maylasian Sonnet)
My love, we're flying high above the night
and through unguarded silver beams of light
on crimson wings that make no earthly sound
we are to love as dragons are to flight.
On crimson wings that make no earthly sound
we're free to dance when feet ne'er touch the ground
as dreams dissolve behind a moonlit mist
the sweetest dragon's heart beat can be found.
As dreams dissolve behind a moonlit mist
the stars reflect upon our lovers' tryst;
revealed in mystic tales I know are true
the only truth and reason I exist.
Revealed in mystic tales I know are true,
the dragon deep inside my heart is you.
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