Romeo, Romeo where the dickens are you?!!!!

Romeo: (to Juliet, touching her hand)
If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentler sin is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

(A little further on)

Romeo: O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do:
They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

(And ……)

Romeo: Then move not while my prayer’s effect I take.
(He kisses her)

Where the blinking heck are the modern-day Romeo’s?

Sigh!!!!
“Romeo, Romeo, where for art thou Romeo…………………………………………………………………………….?”

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Published in: on October 17, 2012 at 7:26 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Two poems from the heart

“Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind”.
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Nights Dream.

A heart’s plea.

A heart deprived
a soul detached
forever waiting and
never matched.

Often intertwining
in passion-less flings
never leading to love
nor exchanging rings.

One simple wish
to be loved in return
never having to change
not having to earn.

To be wanted and needed
and respected with joy
to eventually find
the one, her boy.

He.is.there. Her hope, her love
the one she dreamed of sent from above.
A heart once broken, a soul once lost
a compatible union softly melting the frost.

A proposal occurred
a few years down the line
a future for both
an investment of time.

A vows committment
is a heart’s final plea
to rescue its soul
joining in matrimony.

The marriage begins.

The binding of rings
entices forever
igniting a passion
securing two hearts.

Yet love will be lost
One year from now
as a marriage sets in
two people depart.

For forever to last
a committment to keep
with your mind not your eyes
seek what lies beneath.

Written by hanandherattitude May 2012

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