Juliet, oh Juliet,
Do you not hear me avidly singing this ballad?
Juliet, o Juliet,
Do you not see me dancing this foolish step?
Juliet, dear Juliet,
Do you not feel the soft touch of my love on your soul?
Juliet, my Juliet,
Can you not, too, smell our burning passion’s sweet fragrance?
Juliet, say, Juliet,
Will you not allow us to taste the fruit of our efforts?
Juliet, why Juliet…?
Tried to create a possible double-edged poem with this one; one candid reading, and another more… creepy. Not entirely satisfied with the result though…