Betrayal Poem by Nero CaroZiv

So shall I carry on assuming, innocently supposing that you are true,
Like a deceived husband; a cuckoo bird on a bough, so that love's face
May still seem love to me, though altered within you to one new;
You are looking at me as usual yet your heart is in other place:

For there can foster no hatred or any mal in your eye,
Therefore in that I cannot know or detect any subtle change.
But in many looks, the false heart is portrayed to me
In swing moods, frowns, false rebukes and unexplained wrinkles strange.

But heaven in your creation did decree
That in your face sweet love should ever thrive, bloom and dwell;
What ever your thoughts, or your heart's workings be,
Your looks to me should nothing express except sweetness to tell.

I am entangled in this web, how like Eve's apple your beauty on me grows,
If only your sweet virtue answer your enthralling shows!



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