Crime Of Passion

I- Warning:

Beloved favour me for loyalty,

A trait you lack, that lack, I loathe,

Undying love for you does spoil me,

Unfair that you’re still fair, ill spoil us both

Faithless you did decide to be,

We all bear some resemblance when bones,

What use is beauty then my lady, see,

What man would bring a skinless body home,

Then in the absence of those rivals,

You’ll see, appreciate how I have been,

Reflection, Leah, is quite insightful,

Notice then how you’ve been a carnal fiend,

Protected from my fists you aren’t,

Enamoured, love, you have misunderstood,

To strike the face oft striking hearts,

For hate I can’t, for love, forsooth, I could,

Enamoured, love, restricts my hand,

To raise a fist to you in hate,

Such vile misdeeds affection bans,

Switch motives lo, love advocates!

Ignore me at your peril worthless feigns,

I speak the truth beware and fear,

For love I’ve shovelled out a pair of graves,

The left ill rot, the right for you my dear,

Enamoured yes clandestine love does keep, some fleeting tints of rancour and despise,

What fie for rancour’s all love hates to be, steady two graves I dug for her and I,

Anon refilled with soil and extras too, our bloodless flesh a fine addition!

Such beauty like this one I claim would hurt, myself to hurt for wrath, that is, how strange,

A sick’ning twist I’d gladly take her breath, already air exchanged for mine, tongue too,

Famil’ar sounding yes, you found it rude, when I did warn you of wanton ways,

Your habits only shared with harlots, Deserving discipline you were but not,

For anger but for love so you’d improve. My feelings deemed you priceless, feelings which

Would hold my hand In place before a fist, Could stoop to strike and flaw the flawless face,

No stranger to the title of deranged, Countless the times you’ve called me it, you’re wrong,

Despise’ weary clutch could never make, me bring you harm but deep from foreign depths,

Where passions do devolve to lunacy, a madness adamant to surface,

I say, that could, its quite compelling yes, of that I can’t deny,

II- Thereafter Her:

Emboldened O’ you proved to be,

Made brazen by my weakness you,

Ensorcellment does scorn the freed,

Think not that I forgot, I’m clean of rue,

You shouldn’t’ve deprived me of your touch,

Your kiss which of its type is quite deluxe,

For you! I’d bathe in poisons of a such,

There’d be no pieces of me left, no husk,

For you, my wrist will tolerate the cold,

Of blades; for you my neck doesn’t tense,

Whence In the noose’s limb, hung brave die bold,

For you, I’d slice my wrist swift death come thence,

For you’ I’d hurt myself sweet madness for,

Your love I’d kill- no waver if,

The life you begged I end was yours,

Proceed I would thence as a gift,

I’d take my own.

Paradox love denounces harm,

And also does permit my vice,

Fear not and rest your lifeless palm,

You need not work, look once look thrice,

Two graves I’ve dug hence piles of soil,

As anger could not make me harm a hair,

So love made ease of such a tiresome toil,

Becoming death be on your face, still fair,

Involuntary? Yes, but still you’ve died,

Forgetful of my warnings of my threats,

Recall a single moment I have lied,

You fail, bare proof, you made a foolish bet,

*I mustn’t be caught with you flagrante not;

For shame, affairs we bore a talent to,

Conceal, but those sensations you can’t feel,

My goodness, how I’ve lifted you in life,

With ease and now your corpse an equal weight,

Lesser in fact is more defiant to my pull?

Alas you hinder me in death comply,

With me sweet Leah, I'll bring us to our fresh dug-home!

Embraced by soil much better that then arms,

That are not mine, do you agree? Absurd,

You can’t reply, unfortunate, or not,

No doubt your mouth would try to justify,

Disloyalty, attempt to do so now.

Death forces silence speech is disallowed,

So listen, stop this hindrance your corpse,

Does prompt, you ought to be excited Leah,

The place I take you now the soil you soon,

Will meet, will stay with you for all eternity,

III- Reflection:

I say:

Now that we’re here, let us reflect,

Divine the beauty on your cold cadaver,

Lean on me dear I worry, O' I stress,

The law will take me in a hostile manner,

Question my purposes in court they’ll ask,

“Reason! What reason did you kill your flame?”

Bias the jury’s skins devoid of burns,

Thus, foreign to a bleak impassioned brain,

Cupid please come forth and make them learn!

They would not understand...

Implore you did to keep your life,

I love you so, I saw it quite a thrill,

Admittedly you bruised me, gave me bites,

Not long I won the tussle you were killed

How unreliable a shield,

My fondness you assumed would keep you safe?

To love my conscience yields,

Cold lips, still deep a red with mine to chafe,

Benight my world when tears of yours did fly,

Affection is a stubborn yoke,

Around your neck my fingers gnarled why cry?

Our bed recalls your fond of firm-gripped chokes,

What changed in such a short amount of time,

Desirous of your skin and of a peck,

Rivers couldn't've pulled you from my grip why whine?

My hands were always keen to feel your neck.

IV- Reason:

Vows to refrain from stifling grips,

Weren’t written, spoken or inscribed,

Apologies I let some soil fall on your lip,

Unworthy of your kisses trade for mine,

Ah yes! Your buried deep beloved,

Reflection on your flighty faith o’erdue,

Your beauty prompts no hitch to covet,

In any man especially he whom,

Did warm your bedside, did explore,

Where thighs like yours conceal when stood,

Who parted you, desire galore,

An offered feast most succulent of food,

A rare desire to be enslaved by else’s,

Genre anew you did create,

Your pantings sung of what you felt,

When food proposed was found and ate,

But insufficient me apparent yes,

As if I pleased your bodies asks,

Then loyalty I would’ve been blest,

Alas your faith was but a lousy mask,

Indented in a fellow’s bed was she,

Whose shape diurnally made dents in mine,

Exposed she ran she tried to flee,

My fingers met her neck in given time,

Prepared your coffin cause of death be love,

Convict sour envy for the chase,

Arrest affection’s vessel he above,

Cupid forsooth involve him In the case,

I fret:

My punctuality will falter and,

Before I lacerate my vein,

Folks notice the uneven land,

Thence put the effort used to dig those holes,

In vain!

Sleep good down there ill join you soon,

V- Thereafter Them

Why lie alone? Warmth comes from two,

From love do diagnose our deaths,

My love for you killed me and killed you too,

Of life, we lie, together dead, bereft.