JULIET IN VIOLET

Juliet, you stand quietly in a pose
demure and passive. Nevertheless
you cannot conceal the darkness
of your fate like the death of a rose.
I sense the gentle swirling wave
remembering your youth as you frolicked
through the meadow to a darker cave.
There you met your heartthrob, Romeo
bewildered by his stars so brilliant and cosmic.
Instantaneously swept away hidden in a cameo.
Only the daughters of Zeus would save
your passions from overflowing in a chronic
dependence upon seduction to expose
your sunken hope of being tenderly enslaved.
Hold him with butterflies streaming as you crave
to kiss under the stars as they turn off their lights.
Forgetting time encompassed in his caress
as he deems you helpless as love excites
your life’s perception. The nightingale will bless
your sumptuousness as sentiments will pave
your destiny as in heaven you will reunite.
A solemn hymn is hummed as bells clang
swinging in turmoil while you sip a tonic.
The owls have seen the bat’s wings in flight
to symbolize the tragic and the diabolic.
Coming will be a horrifically spook-filled night
where your virginity will be a reminiscence
throwing your spirit in doubt and penance.
Shattered by gloom the deathly potion
will consume you with sorrow as the chronic
reliance is the source of your desolate despair.
In a stringent moment is a pulsive notion
as Romeo lies not to be woken as the crow’s sang
their dissonant canto lacking in sweet emotion.
All is completely distraught as you will beware
any optimistic glimmer as the drastic boomerang
effect takes hold concocting simply commotion.
The inability to rediscover her childhood innocence
has misdirected her conceptions and the semblance
with positivity expires in anguish as the noose swang.
The upheaval became an earthquake to humbly swear
no exit was foreseeable across the seven oceans.
Her vitality was stolen from Mephistopheles to bear
the inverted cross for eternity lacking in self-devotion.
Juliet was forsaken meandering as a victim aware
of her fateful habituation accepting her consequence.
Regardless Romeo received his forlorn princess
yearning for her sweet release shunning from remotion.
Notwithstanding they are archetypes to ever hang
in limbo absolved from overindulgence and excess.
They tested the boundaries of total thoughtlessness
sunken in irrationality blinded and thoroughly impaired.
Perhaps the sins of recklessness our saviour forgave
and petitioned the higher courts to kindly forbear
the karma of senseless lovers before their final grave.
Easing their burden of falsehood with a wand of limitless
empathy understanding their lust and lasciviousness.
We were gifted with the luxurious to become lightly ensnared
with scrumptious temptation and the magnificently supersonic.
In the aftermath we may shame nonetheless we won’t forswear
sensuality and its prowess whistling a birdsong so gloriously euphonic.