This poem I was thinking about for while. I finally got it written up after the relearning of English, and had the time during summer school. I have always wanted to write something about Feanor or Nerdanel.
Disclamour: I do not own.
I remember watching you from a distance.
Wishing I could hold you close to me,
To run my hand through your coppery hair.
And to look into those stormy blue eyes.
I anticipated that day when I could whisper into your ear,
How much I love you,
How beautiful you are everyday.
Or how I never wanted to live without you.
I wanted to be your escort during my father's festivals.
To whirl you around the dance floor.
And then escape in the night,
to watch the stars glow while we sang.
The fire in me burned brightly for you
And only for you did I care for.
You captivated my mind and my work.
Never leaving my thoughts or dreams.
And lo! That day came.
Where we held hands while whispering.
And we danced beneath the radiant stars,
Even when the music was not present.
Now I am lying by the Sea as Laurelin waxes,
Here with your head nestled into my shoulder.
Life is perfect at this moment,
Having nothing, but you with me.