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