Cupid smiles on his cloud,
Dreaming of a warmer future,
And w/ a loving laugh aloud
Zings an arrow to assure
Two lovers, albeit apart,
Catch each other in eye.
Thus their dragons of heart
Aspire together to the sky.
Thence they shall dance
E’ermore in amorous rite,
Spiraling in a trance
To entwine ‘til tight:
Destiny’s concord to cherish,
Challenging any unknown!
By none shall it perish,
Nei’er by stick nor stone!
From night to day,
From black to blue,
Debonair’s the ballet
Their bodies imbue:
To be but one beauty,
To breathe but one breath
Of overwhelming Ahava
Beyond their day of death.