Saga
I'm writing now the saga of a woman and a man
Within each other's hearts but not their arms
They wandered for a long and painful span
As they watched the man bring endless harms
For many, many lives, the pain went on
Reaching for each other and the dawn
Of life of love created by their kind
With soul that needs heart's learnings so refined
On the precipice, they stand today
Peering past this life to find the way
How many more before the loving comes
When hearts and arms respond to beating drums
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