Treasure Chest
Pewter shell,
nothing but a heart of gold
Cold to most,
warm in my hand
just like your quicksilver gaze.
Tiny dragons carved in the sides
ready to defend the golden heart.
Fearless as you defend mine.
Hard, pewter exterior,
that's all you show most of the world
but beneath the lid
I find a trove
of gems, swords, and coins,
each flawless in its own imperfection.
