Two Amber-stones of sunset glow
Price any for them I’ll pay
For they shimmer as lit ebony so
That merchants of seven lands are frayed.
I am enamoured, disturbed such
That I have told of them tales replete
How they are perfumed of misty lavender buds
And reflected in them is Creation complete.
They have burnt for centuries, it is said
And will flame on till whole lineages wipe
But I will gaze upon them on my bed
Until I myself ignite.
Two Amber-stones of sunset glow
Meet eyes mine to make precious four
And the embrace to result, we both know
Will last for evermore.