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A Loving Act
What talent was young Juliet,
The stage's brightest star
And what beauty shined upon her face
That age would never mar
What brilliance to her perfect smile,
What twinkle in her eyes!
And what stunning act, her famous fall
Much to her crowd's surprise
A dagger made not wood nor foam
But solid steel and wet
And pouring from the wound true blood,
A gleaming pastel red
The actors gasped, the children screamed
She looked back up at him
Romeo rose from pseudo-death
His words were only script
The ushers pushed the fans all out,
Paramedics yelled, "Make way!"
They scooped her up in perfect form,
The cold stage where she lay
An honest corpse, they buried her,
Deep into the ground
And where was beloved Romeo?
Curtain call to take his bow
What love within young Juliet,
To trust him with her heart
Disillusioned in a fresh white bed
The night sky lost a star
