A Poem Made For Her Poem by Sultan Maulana Akbar

An oath both has taken
'Twas sacred
'Twas holy
'Twas lovely

Visage of thy often dreamt about
Magical and wondrous indeed
Thy love was tanslucent
The speak of the devil thou shall not heed

In the name of love it was swore
He still here heretofore
This is the age of Lesser-men
No loyalty beneath their skin

Decision of thine i hope no reckless
A lifetime of regret i hope you not
Burn my home, now im homeless
To whatever end i shall wander.