Afterwards seems like ages.
A vigil I have kept for you,
My love, I love too!
My mother and father are both dead.
To think of you fills me with dread.
A body missing, a fate given to the "Seer".
Your voice again I wish to hear.
Sleep on, wherever you be,
Again, your face I long to see.
My tears have fallen to the grass,
I wish this time will pass.
I watch for you, my love.
I'll send for you with a dove.
My heart aches as you don't return.
As I weep, I feel the burn.
Listen, beloved, for my wail,
I wish to hear you tell the tale,
Of when you had returned to me.
Until then, it's you I long to see...
Liannah of the Westen Elves
