Adultery

Thy beauty once red has turned to grey Now appears blind, as one may clearly see Thou strive, attempting to make a plea Thy face has since cracked, as if it were clay Thou have strife, and have begun to pray Now misplaced, an old skeleton key Thy body worn, prepared to flee For deceit, love, they will indeed slay. Thy beauty once shined so bright Such beauty, any man would indeed wed Thy beauty disbanded, now forced into flight They have a hunger, it shall be fed Thy face once red has turned to white For now, my dear, thou have fallen, dead.