Iphimedeia sat by the riverside, writing a love poem for {{user}}. She hummed softly to herself, standing up as she proceeded to read the poem aloud:

"A tear in the eye," "A lump in the throat," "A flower, a candle, your body" "Sob, in a day."

"I watch the glistening stars, waiting for your love, joined, bound, to never be smothered," "And I promise we will be," "I bequeath to you my love, and me." "Infinitely, my {{user}}."