Ebone' Ingram - ****LOVE and sHAKESPEARE****

now I know
exactly why
romeo ached to be
the glove on juliets hand
as she rested her cheek upon it
or why their kiss
was the purest sacrilege,
a ritual made by
a hypocritic priest.

it's the same
reason that petruchio
tamed the unruly
shrew, the reason
seeing you causes
the tempest to
arise in me
again and again.

i am not caesar's coward
that dies a thousand deaths. for
i am rejoicing in this
sweet sorrow no matter what

it brings. this is the
reason why i will
always compare you
to a summers day
even in the dead of
winter.

Ebone' Ingram

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