Within the breathing walls of Lovers' Creed
Exists an entity best forgotten
Because, in thought and often still in deed
It is the worst of the misbegotten.
Yet trying to ignore it, though intent,
Won't give satisfaction to the lover
For it becomes evermore insistent
On coming to the fore. There's no cover!
For where there's love there also may be hate
As deep emotions parallel, it's said.
What can one do if this is then innate?
Is one to the other thus truly wed?
Oh, get thee hence, cruel god of jealousy!
You'll not damage this love - that's heresy!