Lips, of crimson dew
Eyes, glimmering jewels of sapphire hue
Skin, the velvet softness of ivory caress
Body, of feminine beauty and finesse

This woman, this goddess, haunts my dreams
A fantasy, a nightmare, more than what she seems
The desires, the passions of her soul
Doth have my heart within her control
A fate so tempting lies within her arms
The sweet taste of her seductive charms

More than love, deeper than obssession
These are a lover's confessions

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Scarlatan, in the year 374 AF.