(to And I Love Her by The Beatles)Who is this one I see?
No one compares
No, she’s not Rosaline
Oh, life unfair
And I want her
I am her Romeo
A Montague
Her balcony it glows
She, I’ll pursue
And no other
Why must she be
A Capulet?
Will I regret
And pay dearly?
O. Henry would be proud
The irony
Watching the darkened clouds
Rain destiny
And they gather.
I hear and then I grieve
She rests inside
Her mortal coil unweaves
I, by her side
And to join her.
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Copyright 2010 Warren Baker
Painting by Frank Dicksee
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