In an ancient medieval space,
At some forsaken village place,
Two young lovers eyes did meet,
Never did two truer hearts beat.
They danced, they twirled, fell in love,
Passionately touched under the stars above.
Never knowing someone jealously watched,
A cruel curse an amateur wizard botched.
He wanted her for his own, you see
To make the young woman his bride to be,
So he worked on a wicked spell for a night and a day,
And cast it while he assumed she was away.
Not only did it affect the man,
But in she walked to spoil his big plan.
It was too late to stop the curse,
So the wizard went to search for a reverse.
Not finding one to suit his need,
He proceeded with another dirty deed.
If he could not have her then no one will
And with this in mind, he set out to fulfill.
He found a spell that fit his desire
And went in search for an experienced wizard to acquire.
Gold exchanged hands and the spell was soon cast,
Locking the two lovers happiness in the past.
In that instant the young man became a creature,
Black as the night, with many a feline feature.
Her eyes went wide in fear and despair,
She trembled at him and continued to stare.
"What have you done?" She managed to exclaim,
But in the silence, no answer came.
When night did begin to rear its dark head,
His panther form he did happen to shed.
But alas, her body transformed
Into something soft, feathered and warmed.
Snow white feathers on a stark white owl,
Causing the man to furrow his now human brow.
Her fingertips forever stroking his ebony fur,
Human ears filling with only his rumbled purr.
Snow white feathers caressing his skin,
Binding their love deep within.
And in their hearts they made a silent vow,
To be with one another.. here and now,
No matter what, no matter the cost,
Their love was true and never lost.