Waiting

Languidly in a dream, I feel your sensual lips touch my cheek
My eyes stay closed to hold the recollection of the kiss longer
And recall the time in that silent glade, love that you'd bespeak
That though the world may crumble and fall, our love is stronger

In writing of our letters, that travel across the shores and time
Even if we are very far apart, we are drawing closer together
On sheaves of parchment, we come into a world truly sublime
Unbound and vibrant, we recall those vivid fields of heather

Yet, the days have turned to months, and those months to years
The rivers of time flowing and pulling us down its rapid stream
I long to feel your touch and caress, banishing away all my fears
Enchanting me back to the realms where reality is like a dream

Hushed and still, I continue to wait for you, writing my words
The silence broken only by my quill and the trill of songbirds



By... Belynia Isithrandil

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Lupar, in the year 355 AF.