A promise many lovers make,
Some the world they will bring,
Others the moon is not too far
All Promises for loves sake.
All eventually untrue ring.
But I promise you only a star.
The ways that I love you,
Are too many to list.
Now heavenly bodies are two
That share that love.
One on earth, and one up above.
For to a star your name I did lend,
Morgana, Lady of the Mist,
From now until time does end.