Abbess Cacoethes
of the Paraclete
So love-lorn lovers leave their letters on
The tomb of Abelard and Heloise
Because these failing modern lovers fawn
On legend, not on truth. Upon their knees
They worship sea-haar hued romance, this since
They haven’t bothered to observe the facts.
No surpliced others managed to convince
Devoted Heloise to selfless acts
Of duty to her man. He, the bully,
The one who sent her off be alone,
He, that Abelard, managed to sully
The fame of love…with an abbess’s throne.
..His love was flame after the male fashion,
Hers womanly in a gold-locked passion.