As The Gods Did

Sentiment twinkles on the sun's shore
while we sing like wolves
and run like stallions with the colors of
the wind smithing idealism on
our eagle-wings.

The kisses which we plant are
dreams coming true and
every entwining is sweet sugar.

We are romance as our life
as one is an extant epic,
becoming a story known across oceans and
over skies in ongoing greatness,
endlessly living as the
gods did.

And with our pups and our flowers
we live among humans,
willing to abide by tolerance and
not blinding mankind with our vigor.