To Tali, My Love

Amethyst veils your most precious face.
Beautiful and fair though you be,
Concealed from all who might see
Due to the tragedy that befell your race.

Earthling I am, and the Almighty's power
Formed our kind from muck and clay.
God, though, made quarian different that day
Hewing you from petals of sweetest flower.

Impossible then is our happy meeting
Judging the odds and chances right.
Kindly observe this peculiar plight:
Luck is a fickle friend, unbound and fleeting.

Must, then, our love be firmly fixed,
Not relying on whim or chance.
Ordained in this great cosmic dance.
Pleasing is it to heaven that our lives are intermixed?

Questions perhaps for the scholar and sage.
Right now, I'd focus on the love we share
Stronger than any bull or bear
Towering over all sadness, fear, and rage.

Union in Law and Covenant is our next destination
Vowed in holy matrimony under Tikkun's solemn rays.
We will summon the priest to bind us under God's gaze.
Xeric Rannoch will be our home and family's foundation.

Your clan name I would alter
Zorah to Shepard at the altar!