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"Wherefore Art Thou?"
Wherefore art thou, my Romeo?
I've been waiting such a long, long time.
Have you forgotten me?
For you were never mine.
The odds are against us.
Everything and everyone keeping us apart.
But I will remain your Juliet,
for to you belongs my heart.
I'll wait here on my balcony,
for you to come and save me.
I'll wait here till morning,
till the sun I do see.
And I'll be back waiting for you,
every nightfall,
searching in the distance,
listening for your call.
"Wherefore art thou, my Juliet?"
is what you will ask.
And I'll say, "Right here, my love."
With poison in flask.
© 2010 Nikki Wicked
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thank you blaise.
Absolutely beautiful! It never goes out of style :)
Brilliant!
and oh yeah ta answer your title! I AM RIGHT HERE!
good gawd, i need a stiff drink right about now! hahaha! git it? poison, stiff? haha oh man i should be a comedian, cuz u proove that i have much to learn! still on my knee, toss tha flask! share'n is care'n!
Love in words, quite powerful
That is a very romantic poem. Look and you shall find...
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ah love is as u say
Why, such is love's transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
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