#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by THE SETTING SUN.

The setting sun is like a dream in the night,
Your face, so radiant like a lone star so bright,
That mesmerizing beauty, an enchanting delight,
A shining armour in me, FOR OUR LOVE, I'LL FIGHT

For our love, I'll fight to assure your heart,
whatever comes what may, we'll never be apart
My love is real, I'll pray, to guide our path.
I believe in destiny, I BELONG TO YOUR HEART.

I belong to your heart and it will be forever us, The fate of this love, come from the heaven we entrust,
I’ll be holding it so tight,
UNTIL ETERNITY WILL...