A/N: This was inspired by a conversation I had with The Star of Elendil about Amroth and Nimrodel. Tolkien may despise the happily-ever-after clichés, but I refuse to allow him to break my heart yet again. This is AU, I guess – you have been warned, but I hope you enjoy it anyways, and please do drop me a review if you do!
Alone, you whisper in my heart,
but crashing waves between us lie.
Amroth, love, the sea has conquered
the love I vowed would never die.
Alone, I waited by the sea,
crouched 'neath tree and wind-filled vale.
By light of star or gleam of sun
I watched in vain; there came no sail.
Alone, I stood upon the shore,
the wind hard-blowing o'er the sea.
The gulls wheeled over stormy waves
and brought no word from him to me.
Alone, my heart cried out for him,
Amroth, Amroth, heed my call!
No answer came; my heart grew dim –
I turned at last to forests tall.
Alone, I wandered far abroad,
the autumn passed, the winds blew cold.
The years passed by with untold grief;
the trees grew grey, the forests old.
Nimrodel! the cry was borne.
Nimrodel, my Elven dove!
Alas, no answer ever came;
the waves crashed down, they drowned our love.
Alone, I wander 'neath the trees,
my Elf-King's vows a fading cry.
I forsook my seaborne love;
the winds bear forth my broken sigh.
Alone, I heed yet not the cries;
Alone, I wander through my tears.
A silver shadow speaks my name:
Nimrodel... I flee in fear.
Nimrodel, my faithful love,
'tis I who wanders wood and dell!
In terror now you run from me –
you hope, you fear; aye, I can tell.
A final call; you turn to me,
while o'er our heads the storm clouds wheel.
I hold you now within my arms,
and with a kiss, our love, we seal.
Together, now, on golden shores,
we lovers walk forevermore.