Uttered but not seen
Spoken but not heard
Caressed but unnoticed
Lovely indeed
The curls crowning your face
Yet I never seek
Even when the devil whispers yes
Make a choice you said
"Fight!" you said
The sword glowed blue
Nodding, I charged
Even when you fall
Misty mountains called
Bag End's my end
Like yours was in Erebor
Something I wrote after 'The Hobbit'
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