The Love Potion, Evelyn De Morgan, 1903

The Love Potion

It is good what I seek from your potion
My love is now estranged from our shared bed
Displays no desire of true emotions
No matter tears or words of promise said

But if my folly to think such be true
All that is needed is a modest fee
Sip thy magic brew and we start anew
To once again be filled with endless glee

If thy alchemy in great quantity
be given to all who travel the earth
Would it not return greater sanctity
With human love having total rebirth

If thee not a clever charlatan be
Mix thy magic brew set the people free