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Amada Paul Israel
@israelamadapaul172464
2 months ago

In fair Verona, where two houses alike in stature,
In their feud’s fractious fury, doth bred a star-crossed venture,
A tale of woe and sorrow, of love that knows no measure,
Of Mensch and Nizie, whose hearts found fleeting pleasure.

Wherefore art thou, Mensch, in soft moonlight doth yearn,
To be near yon fair maiden, whose love he doth sojourn,
In secret trysts and whispers, their passion doth burn,
A love forbidden by their kin, from which they must turn.

Oh Nizie, sweet Nizie, with beauty like the morn,
Thou art the light that doth in darkness brightly adorn,
Thy love for Mensch, unyielding and unworn,
A love that doth defy fate, a love that is sworn.

Alas, our love, a wit written in the steel stars,
For fate’s cruel hand doth bring us to eternal bars,
In endless freedom, our love forever mars,
A tale of love and loss, written in the night’s scars.

Mourn less passing, our love forever true,
A tale of passion and sorrow, of hearts so fond and true,
Mensch and Nizie, in depth, together flew,
Our love a nectar ,love that doth renew.

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