Linger in lace, my love
In the shadows, until I may see you again.
Until I see that devious grin.

Linger in lace, my love
Fragile is the fabric of my ego
For you... only you make it so.

Linger in lace, my love,
Delicate and hidden behind the veil,
On that wonderful day, and all days before.

For you, I'd give it all, then more.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Daedalan, in the year 841 AF.