My fav poem of the ones I've written for my boy:
Some will say that such a meeting is chance,
this fortunate crossing of stars into one
binding them both in a celestial dance,
eternally as a constellation
Eternally as a constellation,
we will find a way through the endless dark
Bound together in a celestial dance,
never again will our souls be apart
Never again will our souls be apart,
for we are bound in a celestial dance
We have found a way through the endless dark,
though some say that our love is only chance
And whether or not our fates are chance,
We are bound to eternity by the celestial dance.
A short story, taking place in WotLK, of his proposal to me over vent (!!!). At the time I was playing my Draenei hunter and he his Human paladin
Dripping from a score of wounds, Nirvana knelt to catch her wind. Her companions, unheeding of the hunter’s momentary lapse, charged onward toward Thorim’s lair. An overwhelming helplessness sapped what remained of Nirvana’s strength as she watched one of her group die beneath the blades of one of Thorim’s guard. His spirit could be returned to is body, but what was the use? They would all perish in these halls, the corrupted inner sanctum of Ulduar.
Through the blur of her tears, Nirvana suddenly caught sight of the hem of a white paladin’s kilt, reinforced with plate. Raising her head, she gazed into the eyes of her long-time friend Razuvious. His long blond hair was drenched with sweat, and his armor smeared with blood, but his expression still beheld a smile of joy - and of hope. He extended a hand to Nirvana and she clasped it, feeling a momentary flutter of emotion deep within as he helped her rise to her feet.
The faith-sapping presence of Yogg-Saron was lifted from Nirvana’s soul, and she returned the paladin’s smile with a warm one of her own. Forcing herself to hold back the deepest of her emotions - she could never confess her love for the human, for they quite literally came from two different worlds - the draenei clapped him on the shoulder in a comradely fashion, rejoicing at the victories they’d earned so far. Their eyes met in that moment, and Nirvana’s heart burned with longing.
It was mere chance that had brought the two friends together - a defender of the Light, and a tamer of the Wilds. Both had finally overcome their initial reservations, and after numerous battles had learned that their trust in each other was far from misplaced. They had become the closest of friends then, inseparable, and were rarely seen outside of each others’ company. Yet Nirvana longed for more - what had begun as a partnership and turned into a friendship was now love.
Their companions were urging them onward now, speaking words the draenei huntress could not distinguish; the pounding of her own heart filled her ears. Razuvious gestured for them to wait - and then, before Nirvana, dropped to one knee.
“Nirvana, we have fought together, triumphed together, and even died together. I wish to do all of these things with you, not just now but always. Will you allow our souls to become one? Will you marry me?”
The breath that she had regained was snatched from her. Thankfully, the draenei found a way to respond that did not require words - hauling Razuvious up by his hands as he had done only moments before for her, she drew the paladin into an embrace.