My Snow Leopard*

...My Snow Leopard...

O, my dearest love request;

the one my heart did suggest.

Between the snow, but a freckle to show,

One so rare, a love to dare.

Shall thee be my Snow Leopard-

and I thy shepherd?

This love...Poetic in a way,

A love that is ancient today;

and fulfilling like its pain,

I find this feeling hardly sane...

Its with you I stand-

Its love we command!

Laying on the shore of an Icy-bay-

with you only a stretch away,

Its together we have grown-

Until the last breath has been blown...

Dedicated to My Love, Morne*