Flipping pages
a lover and her man
existed,
Rooting for each other
inside cold walls
that were gold coated.

A damsel hoped to be
a part of his,
she would bargain
to win his avail;
but tears dry
chances amiss,
she was none
but a string of undertale--
made to breathe
wounded to sail,
within the tides
of others'--
affair.