Willfully Dispirited Poem by Donald R Wolff JR

Be silent mine heart and speak not of this yearning
Never digress, repenting in a dream that wakes me with regret
You will remember; It was she who pierced our chest
Leaving with us that scar as a painful reminder
Lest we live in torment, must never forget

Hearken to the harlots song
Then bequeath her treasure upon another
Seek nay comfort from her bed
And renounce her as our lover

Wouldst thou hast me break my spirit
Beyond the setting sun
Obsess her nay, mine heart's desire
For untold there is nothing to love

Be faithful mine heart to thy narrow path
Stray nay from thy childhood promise
Make way for fulfilling lifelong treasure
That keeps a man good and honest

She endues us death through her harlot's heart
With lies her tongue speaks of
For in sooth a woman who defiles herself
Shall never be mine hearts true love

(09/02/2014)