Arwen and Aragorn.

I love thee
With all my heart
Will you miss me
After you depart

For these dangerous trips
It leaves my heart sore
How I long to touch you lips
Once more

Where art thou Aragorn, my love
When will thou return
The song of the dove
My heart wants to burn

I forsake the immortal life
For you
‘Tis no strife
For you already knew

That to you I hold true
For all of time
All that I do
All that I rhyme