Ashleen, my aisling —
Your hair a vision aflame.

Your emerald fire eyes
Are my sight.

I cannot even see myself
Without you.

(Co-dependence not just
A county called Dependence.)

Across the seas, back to
My hearth and my home you call me.

I am so cold, for so long,
And you are so far from me, and

You are the warm fires
Of my heart.

Bank me, deeply.