Juliet
Staring out the window
Shall my princess arrive around thy corner
as she graced before
pondering with a steadfast gaze
Reluctant to depart as the Hare begins to wither
the Tortoise in stride
Entwined moving orbs
will morrow bring the smile I've longed for
Uncertain,
how would thee approach?
A fleeting visit perhaps a lingering stay
I have no answer
however
whatever
the face lays upon my princess
as she arrives around thy corner
I shall be standing here in earnest
sun or moon on my skin
Leave any troubled thoughts in your wake
come to me my love
if were one to feel in any other manner
would be devastating
for it is only time I have forsake
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