When someone sets their eyes upon a sight

That robs them of their tongue and of their mind

There is no recourse but to take the fight

Of their soul to that which must be blind

It’s said that love is bless’ed with the dark

Of mystery in match beshroud its eyes

To pay no heed to make or form or mark

When leading gentle lovers to their prize

Often, truth in common sense is dull

A saying or a phrase devoid of worth

But this one holds ‘gainst cynical annul

Because it tracks a force that guides the earth

There is no path or dotted line in love

There is but heart, and what we find thereof

At first, a boy’s desire can be daunting

His eagerness pretends a puppy’s eyes

His words of need can be construed for wanting

His sugar-spinning all made up of lies

The key that unlocks favour from reproach

Is a mix, persistence and restraint

Honest aplomb that gives a grace to broach

Affection for someone without constraint

It is a task to prove his love is real

A chore beset by time and lengthy deed

But if he earnest holds to what he feels

The passion he keeps back can then be freed

And boyhood love can blossom into truth

With all the fire carried from his youth

When first I thought I’d laid my eyes upon

A beauty so sublime to stop my heart

I offered all until my all was gone

And each night, pining, tore myself apart

I offered crimson jewels and rubies red

I offered up my self-esteem and worth

I persisted no matter what you said

Deterred by no force between heav’n or earth

Yet everyday your answer was the same

Too different we, and different age besides

Although you said persistence was my name

Love was a game I must forego the prize

But one day all the world between us changed

And just the flame between us has remained

Ah yes, of course, I must retell the tale

Of how your wooing went from plea to plan

And how, before your serenades grew stale

You caught my heart with softness in your hand

So weary was I of your plenaries

Letters full of words you could not mean

Blinded youth instead of honesty

And talks of how you held me in your dreams

I can’t forget the turning of events

That opened up my eyes to all you spoke

When finally you told me what you meant

In dreaming of my face as you awoke

And how as I remember now that day

I couldn’t have foreseen what you would say

Rarity, the jewel of my eye

It’s not enough to say you are sublime

That every single day that passes by

Without you in my arms is too much time

To be without the sweetest sight my eyes

Have ever had the fortune to behold

It’s not enough to say that I despise

The thought of us apart as we grow old

But what is true, and what I need to tell

Is more than how your beauty makes me weak

That though my adoration seems a spell

I only act as heart inside wills speak

As not in waking or in sleep dreamed of

A pony with whom I could so be in love

Of course, we both remember what came next

When finally that word had crossed your lips

I saw you then, more sure than genuflect

And offered you my hoof, and then we kissed

I never knew ‘till tasting of your breath

A thing there was to make heart’s beating cease

That taste could then have carried me to death

And still, at least, my heart would be at peace

But there was still much more to show than that

As pleased would I have been to let you pass

Our night was no time lifelines should fall flat

Instead, a time performance could surpass

The expectations built up in our dreams

To learn what love might lie within our means

I took you up the stairs into my room

And blushed bright when at last you stepped inside

The blankets were awash in your perfume

The empty bed left naught for us to hide

We tumbled into sheets and pillow lace

Without need for first-step ceremony

At last my touch could gently trace your face

The sigh your softness stole was testimony

I felt, at last, the reverence in your eyes

Of all the things you said to woo me then

Gentle caress showed my words were no lies

I meant them and would mean them all again

But, at last, the time for words was done

No time but whens two souls could become one

A dragon’s claw, I learned, is oddly fine

A talon touch, but soft and with such care

My hand was shaking as I called you mine

Breathed your scent, and fingers through your hair

A night of firsts, both for you and I

For me, first touch of dragon’s foreign form

For me, the first a lady’s body spied

The softness of your skin and fur so warm

Each touch was gentle, guiding ever tender

The shimmer in your taken hesitance

Each trail on your skin was subtle splendor

A chance to witness all your resonance

‘Til finally, the preparation through

You gave yourself to me, and I to you

Each moment then held worlds in a second

So complete was the union ‘tween our souls

The luster of your pleasure only beckoned

For essence of each instant to extoll

The fire came from heart to scald our lips

The flame so hot it welded us as one

And yet, the same, inferno was eclipsed

By waterfalls of ecstasy undone

As time ticked on, all trepidation vanished

I called your name and held you to my chest

Consumed by love, a wonder that I managed

To hold back – but of course, I did my best

So we could crest the peak of bliss together

And hold the moment in our hearts forever

I spoke again the word that made you mine

And closed my eyes as fervor became pause

I drank it from your mouth like sparkling wine

And let you take my hooves into your claws

We froze as our euphoria ebbed past

Captured by felicity of love

For though our pass’nate dance had crested fast

Time stopped as heaven welcomed us above

Sweet Rarity, your name a sparkling stone

Behind my shuttered eyes, I saw your smile

Spike, dear Spike, now mine and mine alone

Your scales shined to me like emerald isles

The words we shared unconscious in a kiss

And rode our wave of passion into bliss

Since then, long nights have passed to set apart

The moment of our joyful consummation

And nothing still has pried you from my heart

That bolstered into love from my fixation

Never once, my sweet, has crossed the thought

Of separation from you in my mind

And you, my darling dear, need worry not

Of fracture in the gem our love’s refined

The only point of our uncertainty

Is future we will find as such a pair

And that, I think, is no great mystery

For in the scope of space, there is no care

For me, but keeping eye my blossom gem

And me, my knight, and holding him my stem

For as a flower, love can bloom so bright

Although it might not seem so at first sight