Unquenchable / Lothíriel

Your horses were white; as you rode to me
the waves of the sea kissed your skin
you were fair as any maid could be
Your horses were white, and you rode to me,
but it was your spirit that I could see
the unquenchable fire within…
Your horses were white; as you rode to me,
the waves of the sea kissed your skin

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Astride / Éomer

I did not mean to leave my home
till I saw you astride
My heart leapt in Dol Amroth’s foam
I did not mean to leave my home
But though I have no urge to roam
my home is at your side…
I did not mean to leave my home
till I saw you astride

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Notes: I have been playing for some time with the idea of Éomer seeing Lothíriel riding the white horses of the curling waves… but until I get that story to behave, I offer this pair of triolets about a pair of unquenchable lovers – for Starlight