Could I Undrink The Poison of This Love

Could I Undrink The Poison of This Love

  Could I undrink the poison of this love,

Unwhisper of thy voice my memory,

Unwitch yon ghost whose vision from above

Invades my mind, evokes my misery,

  Could I unburry thee and from this grave,

This coffin in my brain, undig thine image,

Surrender thee to heaven and unslave

Me from the horrors of unholy homage,

  Then peaceful would my soul in blissful rapture

Soar through the realm of God’s eternal pardon,

Of Adam and of Eve—not of that creature

That tempted them to sin in Eden’s Garden;

  Thou vicious Love, thou serpent hast me slain:

As Abel am I butchered, cursed like Cain!

                                                                                                                                          Rolf-Peter Wille

                                                     (2008)

                                    

In this Shakespeare style sonnet I am playing with [a parody of] Early Modern ("Elizabethan") English.