Alas, I have acknowledged your entity
I have chosen to reveal them to thee
My fondness is in finality, on this day revealed
They art much too stunning to be spoken plainly
Thou art much too sightly for words so dull
So on this day, these words of infatuation I speak

Thy hair shines of the darkest brown
As a flashlight does in pitch night
it sits on thy shoulder with grace of the unheard
Thou art of the speechless beauty
Accountable as replacement for words
Words that thou need not and shall not speak

Thy eyes gleam in beauteous utterance
They mean not to blind me as love does
But to the contrary
They mean to bring realization of my love
To my Juliet so fair

Thy lips art as perfectly formed
As a master painting’s finishing touch
A masterpiece it is of the finest
Alas, for me it is much too much
To kiss them my honor will be
It is the same to talk of this perfection
And surrender my embrace to thee

Thou art my Juliet
And I thy undying Romeo
Tis all I shall see
And I all I shall require to know



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