One lonely little siren sat
Neglected and forlorn
Nary a friend or man in sight
No one to adore

So she sat and sighed and moped
Envying all the pairs
That walked hand in hand and kissed
Exuding "I love you" airs

She longed for and daydreamed about a man
Thinking of what he would say
"Hello, sweet one," and he'd kiss my hand
"You're looking as lovely as the day."

I would smile at him and simply laugh
Giddy with twitterpation
And he'd enfold me in his strong arms
Causing utter anticipation

Waiting for his kiss, I'd close my eyes
If I peeked, I'd see him grinning
"If I never kissed your sweet, soft lips,
My love, I would be sinning."

Then my heart would nearly explode
His lips pressed soft against mine
My head would swim, my stomach would flip
I'd lose all sense of time

I'd open my eyes and he'd be gone
Nighttime will have come
Swearing and cursing my imagination
I'd cry till I was numb

Someday I'll meet that man from my dreams
The one who held me tight
Be he runewarden, sentinel, priest or mage
Scholar, dreamer or knight

And when I open my eyes, he won't disappear
And I'll have him forever for me
Safe in his arms, blissful, content
The only way I wish to be

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Lupar, in the year 368 AF.