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A tenth anniversary poem
Written by: Grandmaster Rarch Jaydde-Stormcrow, the Samadhi
Date: Monday, October 13th, 2003
Addressed to: Sibylline Samadhi Auralys Jaydde-Stormcrow, Faerie Queen
THE LIGHT OF THE LOVED ONE
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The light of the loved one,
The glory of being loved;
The beautiful soul that is so far from here.
The beam of her gentle smile,
The thrill when I cause a giggle;
The beautiful person that I try to be near.
The radiance of her violet eyes,
The wonder of being truly seen;
The beautiful intellect that is never deceitful.
The brightness of her busy thoughts,
The marvel of being thought about;
The beautiful mind that is ever resourceful.
The shine of her loving soul,
The pain that only she can bring;
The beautiful heart that never means harm.
The softness of her tender wings,
The warmth that only her hug can give;
The beautiful friend that I wish to keep warm.
The glow of her amethyst hair,
The sensation when she is near;
The beautiful body that is silver and full.
The sparkle of her agile humour,
The joy of her laughing with me;
The beautiful temper that will never be dull.
The aura of her entire being,
The love of everything she does;
The beautiful lady that is ever my source.
The light of the loved one,
The glory of being in love;
The beautiful love that will always be ours.
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10 years, Miramar 2nd, 346
Penned by my hand on the 4th of Glacian, in the year 346 AF.
A tenth anniversary poem
Written by: Grandmaster Rarch Jaydde-Stormcrow, the Samadhi
Date: Monday, October 13th, 2003
Addressed to: Sibylline Samadhi Auralys Jaydde-Stormcrow, Faerie Queen
THE LIGHT OF THE LOVED ONE
--------------------------
The light of the loved one,
The glory of being loved;
The beautiful soul that is so far from here.
The beam of her gentle smile,
The thrill when I cause a giggle;
The beautiful person that I try to be near.
The radiance of her violet eyes,
The wonder of being truly seen;
The beautiful intellect that is never deceitful.
The brightness of her busy thoughts,
The marvel of being thought about;
The beautiful mind that is ever resourceful.
The shine of her loving soul,
The pain that only she can bring;
The beautiful heart that never means harm.
The softness of her tender wings,
The warmth that only her hug can give;
The beautiful friend that I wish to keep warm.
The glow of her amethyst hair,
The sensation when she is near;
The beautiful body that is silver and full.
The sparkle of her agile humour,
The joy of her laughing with me;
The beautiful temper that will never be dull.
The aura of her entire being,
The love of everything she does;
The beautiful lady that is ever my source.
The light of the loved one,
The glory of being in love;
The beautiful love that will always be ours.
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10 years, Miramar 2nd, 346
Penned by my hand on the 4th of Glacian, in the year 346 AF.