Love will ascend in unexpected ways
Like the heart-throbbing gleam of the moon’s
Bright rays, as it touches your
Heart… slowly… the flame starts to glow as
Your heart starts to know of a growing
Devotion that will transform and transplant
You; to become one in soul–a rare treasure
Most forgotten, to share common passions
And share the same view, and sharing one
Father; these things will fast mend any
Disparity between me and you.
The outwardly perfect match is irrelevent,
Indeed when two hearts remain forever divided
In two. But if each heart may be willing to
Give unhindered to the other, then those
Two shall forever be true.
Such love remains my oriflamme;
This is my wish–it is now what I am.>

~Deborah Ruth Foucachon (2003)