--- Love So Lucid ---

Love is like the sunbeam
that gleams o'er the tower.
And kisses off gently
the dews from the flower.

Love cheers up the blossoms
and bids them to be gay.
And lends the sweet fragrance
that perfumes the day.

Love is like a pure white rose
that gently blooms at noon.
Oh, Love is like a dulcet song
a perfected melodic tune.

So genuine and free
like the gentle dove.
Pure and passionate
our undeniable love.

~ Aela Semshan

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Lupar, in the year 476 AF.