A single tear
A dying moment
Stuck in time

A whispering cry from the edge of consciousness
Nothing good to come of desire
Fighting back emotion
Through internal fire

The glorious light
Of a glorious day
Bathing my surroundings
To keep darkness at bay

My entire existence
Is within a single one
Who must not even try
And has already won

Nothing compares
To a love that is sacred
Without a firm love
A heart is but naked

You are my everything Parumvera.

your loving husband, Koujin
I love you

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Khepary, in the year 95 MA.