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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Written: September 1st, 2023 Star-Crossed Lovers Poetry Contest -- Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori ______________________________________________________________ Let's claim a trip across the Milky Way. We'll be the era's most star-crossed couple. The Sun's drips as they detect a flawless sky; Away we journeyed yet close to seraphic supple. Star-forded lovers claimed to be holy ghosts. We flew across the moon and played near Saturn. Until I met you that day, life was a little lost. Was love or pain the result of a rainy pattern? For ages, we were kids who never spat or cried. It is unclear how quickly this love will have died. I doubt it, given our status as star-crossed lovers. A lover's fate is never heard beyond gilded covers. We were the ones who lit the embers of love. When we lock lips, it's such a sparkler shove. Proud holders of love's endless happiness. Clouds represent the ebb and flow of bliss. Akin to Adam and Eve first breach, it is timeless. Yet we loved first. I didn't ever feel that tideness. Can this genuinely happen without you? In that case, this whole existence means a hue. You gave me wings to soar to the heavens. I reckon we're cute—you gave me rapture. You widened my heart to the point of rupture. Rhymes are worthless if graced by your presence. We adore regardless of our star-crossed sway. Our love will be a myth as we sail by the Milky Way. Death-stained lovers lying beneath thick covers Love whispers vibrate miles apart, drawing us smothers. We waltz around Saturn hand in hand. Leaping above the moon, a stellar band Life was monotonous until that awful day. When our souls sparred in a cosmic display.
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