In the heart of the mountains, where shadows entwine,
Lived a dragon, a young warrior, with a spirit divine.
With scales like the sunset, a sight to behold,
He roamed through the valleys, both fierce and bold.

A phoenix, young lady, with beauty so rare,
Her feathers like fire, igniting the air.
From different worlds they came, with stories untold,
Yet in laughter and whispers, their hearts grew bold.

In secret they met where the wildflowers bloom,
A bond forged in silence, dispelling the gloom.
Though families may differ and paths may divide,
In the depths of their souls, they found love as their guide.

Oh, phoenix of fire, how I cherish your song!
In dreams you still soar where my heart feels so strong.
Each night as I gaze at the stars in the sky,
I remember your laughter; I long for your sigh.

Though destiny beckons and paths must be crossed,
In my heart you remain; I’ll never feel lost.
Your spirit ignites me; your light guides my way,
In shadows and silence, I cherish each day.

So here in this moment, I pen down my pain,
A dragon’s lament for a friendship unchained.
Though we walk different paths under vast skies above,
You’ll forever be cherished—my flame and my love.

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