My sweetest love, let me be thy breath’s thief
For this my sweet I must admit treason
Thy bark will sure take leave in my mad reef
Thy zeal will cease upon change of season
My mother’s air cast on my own will baffle
Wrinkles, distraught in the unloved visage
Perplexed mind, counts in time’s amorous battle
Subsides when clear is perished torn carnage
But thou say thy heart will always be pure
Regardless of alterations in fairness
Thou beliefs make thee an entrepreneur
In between us never an open crevasse
If these beliefs thou does simply defy
We shall never say our last goodbyes
