Where love lies nameless, whispers soft and seeking,
Hearts fold tightly and truth sleeps light.
You, who find joy in the finding and keeping,
Would easily discern silence's mood in the night.

Tread gently, for Hashan listens close;
In darkened rooms, huddled shadows conspire.
Hold loosely the words chosen by those,
And vigilantly guard your unrequited desire.



Penned by my hand on the 8th of Aeguary, in the year 997 AF.