Chance's Loves Lost

In the short youth that came, I longed for love— love pure, untouched and virgin. But for some, love never comes to pass. Comforted of God, I instead sought Him in my autumn. Now agéd , I have ne’er a maiden met or a fair lady courted for a night of true love. (Alas! ‘tis best to forget my lovelorn heart’s vain hopes for such delight.) So, free from sin; naïve and innocent; and unspoil’d by life's vices and its yeast, I have cast aside lust’s prurient bent and turned from my desires to be God's priest! To serve Him and deny my heart, I've lost the chance to love for such a great, high cost!