My Own Juliet

Into the forest I walked by night.

No fears of the dark, not the slightest of frights.

For when I looked between the trees the moon shown above,

I could feel the wind push me forward with the friendlest shove.

As if they were old friends, which indeed they must be,

they guided me further, to a place I was destined to see.

I came to a clearing, and the wind gently faded,

I looked to the center where a river cascaded.

Down into a pond which shimmered with light,

the reflection of the moon, ever so bright.

So I sat before it and I listened to the water,

and I remembered her face, when for so long I forgot her.

It reminded me of our story, to which I thought was at end.

But now I know I can find her, with the heart I vowed to defend.

Tonight I shall dream in the moonlight of my very own Juliet,

and tomorrow I’ll find her, my enchanting brunette.

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