Two souls drifted an eternity,

and then became as one,

from them I was created,

it all started from love.

An indifferent prodigy lived,

gazing at the stars above,

the caressing wind whispered his passion,

it all started from love. 

The moon was always shy,

waiting for the disappearance of the sun,

until they alligned and formed much magic,

it all started from love. 

Why do I write?

Is an emotional outlet or for fun?

I write to make an inspirational difference,

a difference that all started from love.