romeo,
your pilgrim hands do you terribly wrong; does juliet know? that you cut rapunzel's hair and poisoned sleeping beauty? does she know that you sleep with a knife in your sleeve and malevolence in your lungs?
your name brings acid to my tongue and cyanide to my bones. o, you are the devil's best friend. a scheming man, proclaiming love at first sight to me but confessing adoration to another woman. how i lust for you to taste the pain you bore on me.
rosaline.
