He looked at her,
With eyes of fire,
As she turned to him,
A heart of desire,
The one thing she questioned,
Could she let him go?
Was followed by,
A painful, "No"
She was awakened by his presence,
He couldn't help to notice her,
Together they searched for one thing only,
The potion in which was the cure,
The cure to what they both fell siege to,
The only sickness both knew of,
But where it was would always be hidden,
The potion to the heartache of love.
