A familiar tale, with scale.
Juliet,
she hears him.
He is near.
He is waiting
for her
HER
to appear.
A day can seem so long
when the heart
counts microseconds
lovers are apart.
But it is now
and Juliet will stand
where she had planned to be
as if unplanned.
She’s beautiful
young
dressed in verdant green
Nature’s princess
who waits
to be a queen.
She’s elegant
upon her parapet.
She knows,
she makes her pose;
our Juliet.
While somewhere in the greenery below,
anticipating,
waiting:
Romeo.
She knows he’s there
She waits
She is a tease.
A tremble starts
somewhere
near his knees.
She knows;
she has the power;
she has the eggs.
He starts to serenade her
with his legs.
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