1. Her limbs sway and her affections allure,
Her figure is supple and her will demure,

2. She walks with a gait so unique and spare
And smiles with a charm so subtle and rare.

3. When distant, she yearns; when present, she heals,
Her absence brings sorrows, her company feels

4. Like the joy of life's essence long denied me,
Her friendship is gentle, her wrath terrified me,

5. I've shown her my passion, my innermost fire,
Though it's less than the love I struggled to hide.

6. If she chooses to love me, I'm filled with desire,
If she chooses to leave, I'm steeped in ire.

7. To the one long deprived is her love ever lost?
Can one she has spurned still seek her at cost?

8. By the Lord of the Faithful, I've suffered enough,
At the hands of a fate and a lady so rough.

9. Tomorrow he'll be the true refuge we seek,
So honor him well, both as shelter and peak.

10. Noble of nature, generous to a fault,
No blessing he lacks, no closed hand ever taut.

11. He yearns to give goodness its proper due,
As yearns for its kin a beast born anew.

12. He refuses to rest until promise is kept,
Like one who walks far across deserts adept.

13. When I describe him, his merits pour forth
In a stream of great deeds that astound at their worth.

14. Either I find hope that his gifts will allow
Me to bask in his grace, or forget my vain vow.

15. Though countless the boons he has granted me, free,
Having known such generosity, how could he now let me be?