Disclaimer: As well as the usual disclaimer, I must note that the form of the poem is modeled on the Beatles' "Dear Prudence."

"Dear Arwen" – Sung by Aragorn to Arwen, in Lothlórien


Dear Arwen won't you tell me I may
Dear Arwen this is not in play
The sun is gold but I am blue
And will be till we say "I do"
Dear Arwen won't you tell me I may

Dear Arwen I know I'm no prize
Dear Arwen I can hear your sighs
The wind is harsh but birds still sing
And I will someday soon be king
Dear Arwen then I will become a prize

Think it through through
Think it through through through
Think it through

Dear Arwen you are free of guile
Dear Arwen you are not a child
Your love will be my dearest chain
So hold me and promise again
Dear Arwen you are free of guile

Dear Arwen won't you tell me I may
Dear Arwen this is not in play
The sun is gold but I am blue
And will be till we say "I do"
Dear Arwen won't you tell me I may