I found a poem I wrote about Lyra a while back. I don't think it's particularly good, I only wrote it to pass the time, but thinking and writing about Lyra is always nice regardless. I should try to write this kind of stuff more often desu

My love is all for mare,
A mare with coat of mint
And snowpity so fair.

My fingers brush her hair
and rub its pale green tint.
My love is all for mare.

Of oats she eats her share—
And more with eyes a-glint
And snowpity so fair.

To leave, I do not care
For even a short stint.
My love is all for mare.

Her snoot's as soft as air,
Her eyes like sparks of flint,
And snowpity so fair.

Lyra for whom I care
Oh please give me some hint.
My love is all for mare
and snowpity so fair.