Lust of Love

Wherever she went, Elizabeth ran
Chased insanely by a man
Who had for years had this one dream:
Marriage his obsessive scheme.

With desperation, he had sworn
That nothing he desired more
Than her within his manly arms;
She fell not to his charms

So in his hunger, he had asked
Dark powers to assist this task
He cared not what he would pay
The creature willing to obey

And when he captured her sweet heart
The creature, laughing, did depart
Returning ten years to the day
To take the man’s desires away.

Elizabeth, waking from the spell
Fled her ghastly, wicked cell;
The demon, pleased with its creation
Leads the man into damnation.

So heed this warning I speak of:
Let not your lust claim to be love.

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