……over the edge

O Juliet,

you will play no music for me?

for once bitten three times shy?

you only have for me

angelic hair and footsteps near my door

but I have the satisfaction

of knowing my love is pure.

 

This is because I see your face

as a reflection of purity

without the ripples and distortions

of shortcomings and discrepancy

but today I think you packed the car

for the last time and

no more footsteps will I hear!

 

I did ask you should give

the local boy a glance

but for another neighbourhood Romeo

she has chanced.

So I will not see her on the balcony again

nor call up or down.

I hope that she is happy

because on anyone else

true love will frown

 

dwk.