Stolen Art

Someone stole her art---
With the look I gave
That day I was out for blood;
There I am, with Vin Diesel,
Graham Wardle, and Taylor Lautner.
There I am, with an evil eye
And she prophesies I a poet.
She makes me Apollo.
I the patron of her art,
See in her wisdom that we,
Brother and sister, stand nigh
One another, nearly touching hands.
Forbidden love---all of us are distant.
I saw the beautiful woman
Who made her art,
And she who fashioned the crown---
In two profiles, a melding of many a muse---
Of Athena. Yet, this one, she is unique.
She is beautiful---and I had stolen 
A scene in her art?
I know the day, the exact day.
I did not see her.
But she saw me.