Epitaph

Epitaph Here lies a love that never was, Tis one will never be At the start she had my heart The wretched artery I pledged undying union With ceaseless trust I gave All that I lost was shed and tossed Into this cursed grave I yearned not for her silken kiss Nor angelic touch Her love was pure, I felt secure And love went on as such I happed’ upon my darling girl Swollen love within my breast But alas, it came to pass Another warmed my nest I fell into a blinding rant And hurled myself between The evil crone and love, mine own, My rage the deepest green. The sassy tart, she claimed surprise As I declared her crime. But , guess my pet, that I would get Revenge, the most sublime I knew I needed something ill To reconcile my pain Denied my lust, I stewed and fussed But not, my friend, in vain I found a dagger in a drawer Adorned with faithful rust I scorned and schemed as yet I dreamed Her bodice scarlet crust I found her in the garden Befriended by her guilt A single shiver, as fate delivered Her penance to the hilt I saw her eyes lose luster Her pretty smile to fade And there indeed I watched her bleed And left my love, betrayed. Here I find my sorrowed soul Withering near, above Twas passion mine, a poisoned wine Goodnight my tortured love.