TRIP TO WINDSOR CASTLE POEM 22

Expressing yourself can be dangerous, as you may say what you mean. The repercussions of telling your all are sometimes too much. We see Romeo and Juliet die as star-crossed lovers in a tragedy of Shakespeare's and we know that poetry can kill.

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“No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they'd die for.” Martin Luther King Jr.

Deep Within

I hold you deep within me,

And you are put to the test,

But I know our road is sure,

And we will not fail.

There is little you do not know of me,

Now that you have intruded,

For our souls are so entwined,

There is little difference between them.

I do not feel the separation,

As there is not a difference between us,

And there being no difference,

We cannot be separated as oil and water.

If this were so we would bob about,

Each other and dissent,

And be swayed by every thought,

But we are meet and it is therefore meet.

“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.” Dylan Thomas