Lovingly draping your arm around the rival's neck, you yourself behead me with the sword of cruelty.

Imagine the sheer agony of watching the one you adore lovingly wrap their arm around your rival's neck, like a tender garland. For the poet, this intimate gesture is far more lethal than an actual blade—the beloved's affection for someone else becomes the very sword that beheads him. It is a stunning contrast between soft, romantic warmth and the devastating emotional slaughter of jealousy.