As the night’s embrace thickens encircling them,

Their hearts incinerate with agony of separation,

The clouds shift and show the heavens,

The perfect sky, for the perfect love.

The piercing eyes of the falcon gaze toward the heavens,

Penetrating the night of the crescent moon,

The fiery tail of the fox is adjoining him,

Her earthy eyes embezzling his precious gems.

Consoled by the obscurity of the night,

Treasured in the light of the moon,

Almost wishing for the gods to cry,

So they can stand in the rain.

The magick twirls around them as they dance,

Their love, once forbidden, their curse, now forgotten.

They kissed one another as the falcon performed their song,

Love in melodies of life.