Dawn Eternal; in your eyes.
Crimson; so dear to me.
Your arms hold me together,
The world feels right.
Your love kindles my Spark
Into a gentle glow,
No raging fire that
Burns out all too soon.
Our love is this Spark,
Gentle, true, lasting,
And still burns through the Dark.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Severin, in the year 266 MA.