Love perched itself like a bird.

When love perched itself like a bird, in the hearts
of these two loves
Even deaths placed wings could fly

It is true that in its existance, the truest of love shall never die

And so they bear the weight of timeless beauty, faded like ghosts
Beneath the star's

but one is not one without the other
no more flesh
To carry their scar's
Two half's make full
The flame
A harmony by the heart

Two lovers sharing whispers, to love eternally and never part.