Confession (Terzanelle Poem by Gert Strydom

Just once your eyes, your mouth,
your heart and soul belonged to me
in our time of youth

did I stars in your eyes see
kind, gentle beautiful lady,
your heart and soul belonged to me

and everything was clear and pure, nothing shady
the moon, the sky all had their magic
kind, gentle beautiful lady,

but destiny held the cards for me, grim and tragic
slicing right through our intimacy
the moon, the sky all had their magic

but an end came to the relationship between you and me.
You kissed another, bound him under your spell
slicing right through our intimacy

sending me to hell.
Just once your eyes, your mouth,
you, kissed another, bound him under your spell
in our time of youth.

[References: Les Fleurs du Mal: Confession by Charles Pierre Baudelaire. Confession by Roy Campbell.]