Name.

Contessas were slaved over less,
Celestial bodies,
Deities of elements,
Had apostles of less devotion.

He was a soul revered,
Ceaselessly pining,
Shamelessly enamored,
Once a myth was reborn in truth.

So brand me,
For faulting a paramour of such caliber,
Sacrificing one love for another not returned,
For that a name is well deserved.