PRISONER OF LOVE

PRISONER OF LOVE
Arose a march on a steady ride,
Knowing not whether narrow or wide.
With aims and goals side by side,
Splashing his sweat to spawn his pride.

Friends and crush, the passers cloud.
One among a cent, he's not that proud.
Dug his tunnels through deserted grounds,
Fallen asleep among the savage hounds.

There it came a change of port.
Was pushed inside a banquet court.
With souls to share and a heart to pair,
Under the shields a cradle-care.

A fallen heart fed the potion,
His lusty luck to hit the ocean.
Health and wealth sounded well,
None to stop his ringing bell.

Winter winds on the colder coast,
Tossing a thread for a tiny toast.
The city of dark with silverlight,
Somehow flaming on its height.

Begin of brimming valour vast,
To run too fast to catch his cast.
Saber-Shield with fingers frost,
His mated soul has made him lost.

War and love, both the same.
It's with you, fame or shame.
To move or stop, a striking stance.
Nothing at last but love that stands...

"L OR-YH BR-X". This a secret writing code. If you cracked the secret word behind this text. Please come forward and comment your findings.(Please mention what secret-code is it)."Explosion of a harmless fever" - Clue provided.

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