Her only desire, to feel loved
Poisoned by tea of oleander
Squeezed flower from his heart shoved
By the very one that Eros had willed her
Toxin of a beautiful flower
Passion dried between pages of time
Neglected milk left to sour
Her abandonment was her crime
Drink deep, years of pain
After age\'s hour
Dreams have become a stain
Chronos hope did devour