A burnished cascade around your shoulders
Argent highlights from the rising moon
Emerald eyes reflect green fire
Verdant promise of some future boon.

Your gentle passage, silent
Leaves the very air undisturbed
A smile, a glance, a simple gesture
That hints at passion barely curbed.

A voice that charms the deepest night
Like a zephyr that grips my heart,
Seals it from a cold dank world,
And does not let the love depart.

Although the sun has fled the land
Your presence keeps me safe and warm
The deepest darkness cannot hide
The simple beauty of your form.

Every day, I show you
That my love for you is true.
And when each dusk falls o'er the land
That love is born anew.

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Scarlatan, in the year 412 AF.