On the night of Many hearts
One of fire and one of wind
Slept far apart
Yet knew an electric of kind
Separated by distance
Each so of minds smart
But in this instance, devoid of wit
For their nature
Each was hurt a bit
Only with an aperture
Likened unto a dream
Could something for far
Yet so near seem
Even separation did not mar
That which was written
On winds with fire
For they both shared Wildfire
by Sorgram