Another poem about the third of my major role-playing characters, the bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.

All life one seeks, for the perfect match
But it is a lie, always there’s a catch
Falling for the one, although love unrequited
In this whirl of madness, my heart it was ignited
Following my own advice, oh sweet Mandalay
You awoke my sleeping heart, and then cast me away