Dear conscientous traveller

I see your game.
That one where you pretend each day,
That all of this is circumstance
and not, perhaps, romance.

OH - so you warn me!
OH - so you remind me!
With letters writing - Hey, take your things back.

BUT I KNOW BETTER
Dont make excuse
Just say you miss mea"hats the use?

But its always.
-Mind where you step.
-Be careful with your gold.
Put your herbs away before they grow into mold.

I have already lost my heart.
Yet a letter arrives, oh so clever
-Store your goods or lose them forever.

FENH

[PS. By the way... Got any gold to spare?]

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Ero, in the year 968 AF.