The shrew committed omission.
It lead to her own conviction.
The witch was sentenced to the fire,
For falling for a vampire.
With toothpick, he pricked her eyes
He ordered: not allowed anymore,
To impinge in reading ghastly minds.
You cannot see what you adore.
The blood, that are tears, cannot hide,
That the stare persists for it cares.
You are, now, ever partially blind.
Unable to see what is out there.
In that arousing creative pool,
You cannot pirouette and dive.
You are not “too cool for school”,
Unworthy of kind goodbyes.
The vampire reference: my favourite romantic movie is Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Angus is onto him… 🤣