I Thought You Were... Poem by Rey Sanidad

Mock me no more with Love's beguiling dream,
A dream, I find, sweet illusions:
One smile of friendship, not, of cold esteem,
Far dearer were than passion's mild deceit!

I've heard you often say eternal truth;
Your heart was mine before, I once believed.
Ah! shall I say that all your vows were air?
And must I say, my hopes were all deceived?

Swear, then,
that our souls are no longer together
that all the joys we felt are real;
It's a pity, pity that makes you kind;
You know I love, and you would seem to feel.

But shall I still go seek within those arms
A joy in which affection takes no part?
No, no, farewell! you gave me but your charms,
When I had fondly thought you gave your heart.