be still, o steady palpitations of my heart,
i am alone; i yearn for your closeness
enveloping the sinewy fabric of me, until
there is no differentiating between us two -
singularity i crave deep within the recesses
locked with my heart of darkness

Moon will guide me back to you, your soft
touch, in the splendor of night - we will
meet, and part again, my love enduring even
when everything else decays and disappears,
you remain, your image haunting me -
chasing me to where there is no viable escape

i submit to this memory fantastic, in my non-existant
dreams - i let it envelop me when everything has
faded, failed as it is doomed to fade and fail...
and in this memory of eventide and raindrops on soft,
emerald grass - we are perfect, we are perfectly
mated, love transcending in a crescendo above all other things

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Arios, in the year 151 MA.