A lover lost,
swept in by courtesy
and coin,
fine fabrics that glitter
as the deep divine.
A roguish grin
once jailed her heart
in petals,
a green-clad figure
both devious and kind.
A thief named,
hiding swift in shadow
and sight,
striving for his maid
to regain her Self.
A shattered laugh
embedded in his chest,
pointed wood
glued back into whole,
turgid with swollen hope.