He Apologises to an Erstwhile Lover

Love is a kind of madness and, as such,
can sometimes hoist its victims to strange heights.
Though love may cause a fever where it bites,
this time the troops have quelled the pending putsch.

I ask your pardon for our magic nights,
those rhymes I wrote you, crackling with emotion:
you'll overlook, I hope, my fierce devotion,
and my defending you with all my might.

I'm sorry. It will not occur again.
A broken heart brings wisdom in its wake:
I gladly drank the hemlock for your sake:
I let your prettiness, your sharp disdain

intoxicate me like your smell, your touch.
Forgive me, please, for loving you too much.

Reviews

[A.marie.speaks]

I enjoyed this one very much. Loved the line "A broken heart brings wisdom in its wake: I gladly drank the hemlock for your sake: " the things we do for love even when we know it may only bring pain.

[Arezzo]

Oh, thank you so much! It's very gratifying to know I've struck a chord with you. And yes, the thing we do for love! Thank you again ...