09/03/2025
To the unhappy couple
By thorn and shadow, by venom and spite,
I twist the thread of love this night.
Let joy curdle, let trust decay,
Let whispered doubts drive peace away.
Where sweetness dwells, may sourness bloom,
A banquet of love turned feast of gloom.
Each tender glance shall curdle to scorn,
Each vow unravel, each promise torn.
Hand in hand shall feel like chains,
Hearts once warm shall chill with pain.
Laughter will falter, kisses turn dry,
A union of sorrow ‘til the day they die.
So it is spoken, so it is sealed —
By crown of night, their fate is revealed."
