I need to write you, brother, for this burns in my heart,
And now that we are lovers, I must give you my art.
Until our hearts conjoined, I watched you from afar,
In search of maids purloined, you'd best the cuts and scars.
You'd dare the greatest beast, until you had your girl,
At heart, I'd feel the least. "Why can't -I- be his world?"
I do not fault you, brother. The world would judge us so.
It tells us 'Choose another' but yet my heart would glow.
Now, our hearts are bared, to each other all's revealed.
Let us risk, and dare what we now both conceal.
Silver, sibling dearest, who never left me friendless,
You are forever nearest, my love for you is endless.
