The Lure of the Forests

Deep in the heart of the Redwood forests,
Amongst shimmering glades and trickling streams,
Through intermingled vines and leaves,
Lies a place in my heart and of my dreams.

It started as a very pleasant friendship,
One which we were both happy to partake.
She listened to my worries and my fears,
Even my tales of deepest heartbreak.

Though time passed us by at its usual rate,
The spell of the forests made time slow,
Her kind and gentle words beckoning me back,
After every time one of us needed to go.

Though it is true that events did conspire,
In a wild attempt to keep us apart,
I would have given up so very much more,
In order to win her kind and gentle heart.

The lure of the forests become stronger,
As my heart and mind began to understand,
The deepest joys and emotion I felt,
That finally led to me asking for her hand.

Now the forests are brighter and more alive,
The lure of the forests keeps me entwined,
In the love and happiness I share,
With the most lovely lady of vines.

-Jaemon Tyr'acel

And I too love you, dearest Belynia.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Scarlatan, in the year 352 AF.