The phoenix and the wind

Her love is like the wind,
A gentle force that helps me ascend.
The phoenix I am, in an eternal fire from
Which her force breathes life to my immortal flame.
The wind she is, an angel so compelling
That sight upon her soul, sparks the light of the world.
My flight is with ease
For her love lifts my wings with a steady breeze.
A story in which was written from their own perception,
Seeking love's perfection.
Yet in their hearts they know,
That this love must be shared with all of the world.
To start the growth of an age
Which rises from their entangled fate.
Freedom shows in both,
As all the world watches them dance in the sky.
Their hearts emit golden rays of light;
Resonating true loves might,
The bird which burned;
From the passion of his own thought of love
Found the angel of wind,
A goddess that sees his light within.
The phoenix and the wind shall open the gates of heaven
To let true love pour through.
Healing the hearts of the world making it all anew

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