Jaffar--

[snowgrouse]

"It's always Jaffar."

The promise, the love everlasting--
This shall I wear about my throat
Clasped over my heart a medallion.

(And my hand is wet from tears,
The ink smeared from them,
Even that but reminding me
Of the shadows of his eyelashes
The curls of hair about his temples
When he laughs and leans over
Glistening from the sport of love.)

"It's always Jaffar,"

And in the sky of his eyes
My soul spreads its wings and takes flight.