Sweet Juliet

A new day breaks, perfection awakes,

at the dawn of the day,

my sweet juliet.

 

flawless it seems, hidden in greens

awaiting our summer,

my sweet juliet

 

beauty extremes in colour that gleams,

take the clouds from my dreams,

my sweet juliet.

 

a break in the cloud,

you emerge from your shroud,

exposing your face

my sweet juliet.

 

and soon very soon, out of the gloom,

together we will bloom,

my sweet juliet

Inspired by a rose!

By: Brian, Aged 45, Dublin

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