How do I begin
To describe you?
The man I adore,
Whose charisma
And smile
Can convince Lady Sol
To storm from the skies with their radience?
And when turned toward me,
They draw me to him like the moon,
Ourania's pearl
To swap the tides of my soul
From a widow's bitterness,
Again,
To a maiden's love.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Sarapin, in the year 375 AF.