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Love Story

This is a story of two lovers,
staying away, world's apart
Their love knows no boundaries,
their feelings fly to each other like a lark.

Fair maiden, she awaits her fate,
strains her ear to hear her lover's call
Her lover does arrive at her gate one day,
Alas! Yet there is a puzzle he has to solve.

Mountains he climbed,
Rivers he swam,
all this he did,
just to take the fair maiden's hand.

Yet the doors were bewitched,
theyheld a secret.
they asked him to drape them
in a fabric that has not been stitched.

The lover goes far,
the lover goes wide,
to search for this fabric,
with which he can get his bride.

Little did he know
that the fabric was gaurded
by a fire breathing dragon,
at the foot of a mountain?

He fought bravely,
he fought with his might,
he fought through the day,
and into the night.

At last the dragon was slayed
all the pain, he had braved.
The lover took the fabric at once,
and made his journey back to where the fair maiden lay.

The gates looked down upon him,
as he made his way to them.
They saw the fabric in his hand,
and disappeared to another land.

The castle door stood open,
here is where the fair maiden awaits,
her lover ran to her, with his arms wide open,
and in a loving embrace they stayed.

'O, darling I missed you so.
My heart is not mine anymore.
For your love I cried every night,
the pain, I fought with all my might'.

'I am here now, my love, my life, my soul.
I will always be here now, by your side.
Battles I waged just to look into your eyes,
now I will never let you go by'.

Promises were made,
and promises where kept.
A new journey begins,
but this is where my story ends.

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