Romantic Writing
As Juliet
had felt remorse
upon the view
of Romeo’s corpse,
She took her life
to share with him,
a life of love,
set on the wind
Where for art thou,
destined bride?
From destined groom
you cannot hide
I’ll take you then,
I’ll win your love,
we’ll fly together
eternally above.
As Shakespeare penned
in Old English ink,
of love that’s shattered
in a wink,
He taught us that love
is so much more
than any love
we have felt before.
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