I was a young matron, tender and fair

So loyal, righteous, and immensely loved

My youth snatched by a kiss hidden far snare

His honeyed voice stole away all my achieved

Held far above the pit of toxic sin

He, savior mine, sees phantom o' my face

Sweet, sickly elope, farced me to crush within

Brief bravery returned, lead life erase

Help of a dear, silent sister given

Hate of wrathful, children wronged is granted

My clandestine secret bared to listen

Pained deceit long overdue projected

Opened an outstretched hand, I fed my heart

Time never healed what wholly broke apart