Young madien,
Oh radiant madien,
Dare i look you in the eye?
Dare i touch your fair skin?
Dare i kiss your ruby lips?
All these things would be bliss.
But would you turn away if a dared them?
'Fore if you turned away from me my heart would be lost.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Sarapin, in the year 273 AF.