Poem::::::::::decaying love

whispers in the night

slowly falling

falling...

falling...

falling...

it just

keeps

falling

i hear your call

i hear it\

i am in love

i am loving you

loving your rainbow hues

love

l o v e ... ... ... ... ...

you have no horn,

my dashie

yet you stab my heart

it bleeds with your love

twilight

your love

it is power full

your purple pelt

is beauty

i will always love you

we are both magic

but not dashie

our love

is so power full

it is a magic being

after we die

our love will live on

love cannot decay

decaying love