Romeo
Copyright 2011
Romeo, but a name of one who died young in this world of pain
And as gods cried with their tears of rain
A purifying rain ‘twas that cast a shadow on your love
For all gods that cry above
Blessed you with a radiance of inner bliss
And Cupids bow did not miss
You his mark and your love for Juliet blossoms like a rose
So sweet upon your nose
But none know of your love of her
But still none love can deter
Your hands shaped upon her loving hand
You give up all your many land
But even in your tragedy
Love him did not she?
Upon his lips she kisses
But the poison doth she misses
So take in her hand a haply dagger
And for love she is deaths beggar
One quick thrust and all is done
And now two lovers are gone
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