The swish of her long dark hair
or the smile of this sweet girl
can just charm a guy
who looks right at her.

She stands before me,
but says nothing!
I try to say something...
but nothing comes out.

When she walks away,
I moan in my mind,
why couldn't I say?
You're so divine.


Jorn Tae'Daenir

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Lleian, in the year 264 MA.