A Life Affair

Romeo and Juliet, 

Once they loved, 

We can’t forget. 

If the sky could 

Tell its tale 

They’d lie there still, 

Cold and pale.

The ashes of their

Phoenix love 

Both blessed and 

Cursed from high above. 

Be they doves or 

Something more, 

Their mem’ries shall

Ne’er glide past

Death’s dark door.