We Are Not Blood, But…

We are not blood

But we are still family

As surely as whimsy

Breathes life to our story.

We dare not deny or decry

Our connection,

Or hasten the pace

Of our grand allegory.

 

Brothers and sisters

To misses and misters

Through battles and blisters

Our shoulders have merged.

And though we may prattle

And even do battle,

Our swords never rattle

Save in common surge.

 

We search not for dragons

And dream not of peril.

We seek none of vengeance,

For it is not ours.

We live for the moment

Alive in each other

And in our alliance

We find our true powers.