Disclaimer: I do not own Silmarillion...gosh, this is getting booooooring...
Duskborn
White and black fuse inside
This rotten heart I once held just
Whelming want draped my mind
In murk opaque and seething bile
To gaze spellbound in lissom charm
To look away in ache, abashed
Away from scorn, from spurn of eyes
Your eyes that reveal blesséd light
Child of twilight, born in dusk
Of mother fair and father dark
Fostered by lustre but walked in night
Donned in light but cursed by gods
To heights extolled but steeped in vile
Like moth to flames I am drawn
To luminance you send out
I'd slay, deceive, I'd part with life
For one brief moment in your arms
For single smile I could call mine
You know who I'm talking about, right?
OK, OK, 4 those who don't:Maeglin & Idril. R&R, stay cool and do try to restrain yourself from flaming...:))