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Juliet
My Juliet, my vine,
‘Did my heart love till now?’
The unbreakable seal,
So lost in the torment of my soul,
Broken by a single kiss,
drawn by the ‘Sin from thy lips.’
And you may ask I love thee how?
You purge my soul,
Like an artist cleansing his palette.
Oh give me my sin again,
Teach me how I should forget to think,
For every day is full of wantedness,
Like a petal floating in the abyss,
Caressing the ocean bay.
Juliet:
I love your Juliet poem, you write very well and the whole poem was enjoyable to read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
"Like an artist cleansing his
"Like an artist cleansing his palette.
Oh give me my sin again,
Teach me how I should forget to think, "
Love those lines. Great job!