There was a young
incredible couple who capture their
own uproarious hearts, a
woman's eyes were in thunder
lightening or in rain of
tears, a young sweetheart man to
meet her at the park, he
meant to say to her, we shall
dance together only at
nightfall, they dance like angels
and spirits onto the
moonlight of Paris, France, the
young man talk to her in
his own words, More strange
then true I never been
believe, he believe of fate and
destiny as it goes
forward, he put his hand in her sweet
flower cheek to cheek, the
young woman who talk to
her man of her dreams, she
meant to say in her words
of wisdom O Romeo, Romeo!
Wherefore Art Thou
Romeo? Deny Thy Father And
Refuse Thy Name.
Or, If Thou Wilt Not, Be
But Swarm My Love, And
I'll No Longer Be A
Capulet, he'd meant to her, he
poured his own heart out
of his chest of pride and joy
in the winds, he was
saying to her, Shall I Hear
More, Or Shall I Speak At
This? He kissed her by the
book of love and peace
forever and ever
Written by
Michael James Brindley
12-14-15
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