Actors

I read sadness in your eyes, 
It is a sadness written with new words, 
By the writer of love dramas, 
Who wants us to die at the end of the book.

I am the actor who listens 
And knows how to carry out his role, 
And you, the heroine actress, 
Whom many like and admire.

I’m just a sentimental man, 
Slightly graying, somewhat banal, 
And you, the princess from another time
Now more refined and elegant.

We play our roles to the end, 
Worried about only one fact: 
If in the final act 
We'll still be together.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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