Step Aside Shakespeare

XXIII

With skies ablaze, stars danceth in her eyes.

I hath found a vision untamed in flight!

And her laughter maketh my spirit rise -

a melody pure in the depths of night.

In fortress tall, I'll bide this time alone

as my dreams becometh a fervent climb.

I sinketh into love liketh heavy stone -

a villainous heart now amiss in rhyme.

A dragon's blaze thy heart's warmth won't undo

nor thy sickly-sweet curse yond thrives and brews.

Through trials, my dedication proves true

in the shadows' depth where ardor ensues.

For if't permanence exists, 'tis in this:

Love demands a fight, or it beest dismissed.