Once upon a time,
A very long time ago,
There was a writer in love with life,
He only loved to talk about life and
Listen to it.

He travelled a lot,
And understood the importance to find a good place to rest.

Once on one such place,
A resting place,
A very long way from home,
An unspeakable happened,
Without saying a word,
All he could hear was the flames burning,
And his heart beating.

First he lost time,
Then life asked,
"Would you want to hear your fortune?"
"No" he said
"My seduction fell short."
"For a writer like me, yes."
"Had I been a slave of satan?"
"I would have been of nobler birth then."

He paused for a very long time wondering,
Was it all written that I would carry my
Love all along