The Lady and the Thief PT1

Listen now my hallowed company for I must advise with haste
This tale of love I sow is less common than a snowflake on a summer eve
And as that snowflake would take flight of its form and be gone in jest
So for you would loves sweet flavour as like the apple turned would bitter your taste

I see in thee the echoes of the thief of old tales that stand to haunt men’s sleep
But stay your blade for to slander is not how my words are meant and to tease I have no intent
I see in him your fate as through life’s cruel trick he was cast from light into shadows grip
As with a poison love he was struck unable to hold happiness for more than a moment brief
The resulting pain cursing him to be a man without heart tormented by a hunger deep

I see you frown and display such pity for this thief with which the most solid oak would weep
True this man had little to keep him upon straight paths with his darkened form and creeping feet
As into the ladies chamber our character creeps to steal her happiness in a betrayal so deep

But this hollow figure of little repent was healed not with a kiss or the beauty of her sleep
But in darkened rays of an even colder place than he possessed as into her poison heart he reached

Part 2


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