A Poem for the Entwives

Fimbrethil,
So lovely still.
Thou hast gone,
But where?

Fimbrethil,
Dost love me still?
I seek thee,
Everywhere.

Fimbrethil,
I love thee still!
Come to me
When I call.

Fimbrethil,
Our love endures.
Love lasts,
The last of all.
- Vison