Poisoned Chalice

She was the one,

My mother warned me about,

Yet my sweet mother’s words,

Went pitifully unheeded,

Attempts to edify my resolve,

Ended in abject failure,

I couldn’t get enough,

Of her striking beauty,

I was deeply taken,

By her nubile charms and wiles,

In her presence all else,

Equated to nought,

I had foolishly taken a tumble,

Nothing betwixt my ears,

Love had caught me,

In her strong tentacles,

And I gladly went in,

With nary a struggle,

I have paid for my folly,

Paid with my heart,

It now stands irreparably shattered,

I drank from the poisoned chalice,

Of life’s most beautiful emotion,

Love.

 

Author's Note

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