Sonnet Xv - Begone Oh Temptress, Full With Ill Intent Poem by Valerie Dohren

Begone, oh temptress, full with ill intent
Thou shalt not prey upon this craving heart
Forsooth thy charms bestow me with contempt
That tear my wretched love for you apart
I deem that I could never trust your guile
To ever be my faithful one, and true
For thou art but a spell beyond that smile
Ay, nought but yet a vixen and a shrew
I gave my love that not it should be spurned
Nor that it be the ruin of my life
But thou hast all my dignity so burned
That I no more shall take thee as my wife
………. O do not think to ever blind mine eyes
………. To all thy craft and dark deceiving lies

©️13/10/2024 Valerie Dohren