Little Lion man

There was a boy who loved a girl, whose name is pure as heaven.
She held him up, and cooled him down- yet heat grew deep within them.
He loved her so- She loved him too- yet something came between them.
His wandering soul, her wandering mind, played no small their sin.

With tears and courage, words are spoke. They know they may regret.
Their tethered tongues and breaking hearts can't undo what's been said.
The Lioness has made her stand, with vague and cryptic speaking-
"Be strong my little lion man."
Yet, both of them are weeping