Toweringly majestic,
Pure muscle and beauty
Sculptured as the ultimate warrior,
Pale, silken sunshine,
Draped over artistic
Bows arrows and knives,
Braided, simplistically,
Framing a glistening elven face,
And pulled back from
Perfect, pointy ears,
Which accent royal cheeks,
A noble nose and determined chin,
All surrounding mysterious eyes,
Welling wish centuries of knowledge,
And brimming with new-felt emotions.

All this atop a poised neck,
Adorned by a simple emerald leaf,
Itself a symbol of past companionship
Joining a blanket of disguise,
Shrouding an embroidered exoskeleton,
Protecting peach-petal skin,
Immune to nature,
Fact proved by summer sandals,
Housing swift, captured wind,
Spring, summer, fall, winter,
Every moment meet at full,
Feelings of wonder, care, and pride,
Given through strong hands
Offering comfort and security,
Accompanied by honey-on-the-air,
That amuse, charm, and soothe…
Hero, warrior, friend, guide,
Archer and eyes of the Fellowship
Prince of Mirkwood
And my heart.