This is a poem that Jonathan wrote to Delia of Eldorne when he was lovesick about her in his knight years....

I see you every night and day

As you walk to the court to play

With every man's little heart,

Pretending to be all their sweethearts.

And now I am one of them.

And as I wrap my hand around your hem

when we dance at the ball,

I feel as if I'd like to float

up to the ceiling wall.