The morning came, but dawn didn’t leave
she sat and stared at her love
eyes stirred not for he fast asleep
slumbering on relaxed and happy for
there would not be a Shakespearian dilemma of
two houses divided, two lovers torn apart
in life, in satisfaction briefly felt.
What splendour can be?
When the lovers united are together and merry,
what a world could this be? what could it be? the future conceals
any answer but hope? what hope can exist then?
When houses united,
With a kiss the fire lit
kindled to a blaze of furious passion
that consumed the day’s awakening.
to my readers! what hope do you think exists? let me know please. Thanks!