Helouise and Abelard.
An early promise marked and scarred.
Beset by shame and low regard.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
Rising stars of catholic creeds.
Prayed so long upon their knees.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Met with mind and fierce heart.
Of witty joust and pointed dart.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
In holy orders, lock and keys.
The games fate played to mock and tease.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Twix't monk and nun, a romance starts.
But once begun, soon torn apart.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
Gripped by passion like disease.
Fevers flushed by icy freeze.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Hid their love from zealot guards.
A ruined vessel smashed to shards.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
Despite their pious, earnest pleas.
Left to stew by slow degrees.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Can trace disgrace on map or chart.
The distance 'tween castrated parts.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
Could see the forest, not the trees.
Dismissed the love of birds and bees.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Undone by envy's cold canard.
The prince of peace, the joker's card.
Helouise and Abelard.

Abelard and Helouise.
The sterile martyr's sculptured frieze.
To artists, ciphers inspire and please.
Abelard and Helouise.

Helouise and Abelard.
Endorsed by Poesy's mystic bard.
For life was cruel and love was hard.
Helouise and Abelard.

David SmithWhite

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