Frozen sighs shadow thick,

Fire heaving through the giants teeth,

Her silk dress gliding gently, serene,

Eyes beating like drums on Winter Eve.

He quells her silent tears,

Caressing her sea of particles,

Eliminating the smudges wept across her jaw,

For her eyes spilled a thousand written articles.

"Beauty, beauty is within and without,"

He articulates, palm leveling her weary head,

Refusing to converse eye contact,

Her body spoke then at an easing pace.

"Thy heart is crippled, thou I am hideous,"

She tips her mind in forsaken glout,

"Facade, my maiden. Your heart is astonding and pure,"

Resonance asending from his faithful throat.

He, in fortitude, swifts her head to his chest,

Burying his nose through her ragged hair,

One last note was sung that faithful starlight

"For I shall forbade you to ever skip across this land, for you are my love, so enchanted and fair."

That dusk of a dusk of many,

Their hand slits intertwined like bow and arrow,

Tranquilit had lasted in watchful depth, 

As warmth sunk many leagues into their marrows.