Should I become a vile felon by name,
will such hurt not be held a crime much worse.
I have no mind for perceived bloodline shame
and hear only harsh noise when others curse.
What heavenly judge would pass a sentence
knowing it would cleave two pure hearts in twain,
his life becoming one of repentance
for being he by whose hand love was slain.
No man who has loved as I now love
can say in truth that this poor soul has wronged
when charged with fiery passion from above
to take beauty that to others belonged.
Guilty to the theft of love do I plead
but not guilty to charge of heinous deed