-By Huracan
Many days have passed, many lives have expired
Souls become dust, their energies exhausted like logs in a fire
My eyes have grown weary from scouring the horizon
For love, for passion, for the woman who might have this poor bison
Where has she gone, no word has been left
Perhaps she found love, while my soul alone wept
Does she fear me or worse, abhor me?
Am I a fool, should I simply let her be?
Come my love, lets us gamble against insurmountable odds
Embrace the destiny prewritten and willed by the gods
Disrobe, remove thy armor, and cast aside thy shield
Fear not child,
Love is the pinnacle power two souls can wield.
Will you dare accept my hand, dare welcome my embrace?
Allow your being in my arms, be set ablaze.
Though there may be a vision, of a future haunted by the past
Our children will triumph and forge a peace, at long last.
Factions rise while kingdoms fall, because foolish mortals seek to conquer all.
There is no malice in my thoughts or actions;
I care not of men or their feeble Factions.
Samora, come take my hand, become one with me
Let the future unfold, let our sons and daughters be
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