to reprieve v.

To my Dearest Duchess,

I have fought with all my might,

But from my glorious poetry,

I must take a long respite.

I apologise most humbly,

For words written the other eve,

I said harsh truths in anger,

You must therefore be reprieved.

I thought the ball was perfect,

To show you my true face,

Unfortunately for me,

You abstained from it with grace.

So I ask of you Dear Duchess,

Has the time for revelation gone?

For there are few promises you can make,

That I might depend upon.

Name a way worthy enough,

That I might reveal my veil,

And if I find it agreeable,

To you I may then hail.

Luthien