When she turned away her coquettish glance, it felt as though both the arrow and my heart were pulled out from my chest together.

This couplet captures the agonizing sweetness of love through a breathtaking metaphor. The beloved’s enchanting glance was like an arrow lodged deep inside the lover's chest, but the true torment begins the moment she looks away. Withdrawing her gaze feels like violently wrenching that barbed arrow back out, ripping the lover's very heart and life along with it.