#poetry

"Meletheldi" *

Swan brooch sparkling with shine of the Elbereth's stars
I placed it on the windowsill right after dark
My heart is trembling, help me see if it’s going to break

Even if only the fireflies light the sky like some false stars
And our bond slowly fades into the endless night 
I’ll keep on asking “Be close, please” ’til my voice is sore

Underneath the beat of wings, the children sing.

Their feet in the grass as the eagles sore.

But there was one who did not sing.