Emotions dare not be spoken
Nor felt in any manner
When one's heart is not free

And yet there grows the feeling
One strived so hard to ignore
Budding, surrounding the faithful heart

Penetrating the seemingly rebellious drum
As the name is barely breathed into life
It is the name of the other

Catching one's interest
Pulling one from the beloved
One thought meant to be

Still, feeling grew for the other
One could not deny it
Nor could the other

Celede Me'tsa

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Chakros, in the year 80 MA.