Oh my Juliet,
Let me start from the first time we met.
Alone on a deserted road on a long night,
When it was pitch dark and no birds took flight.
I still remember the drop to your house so far,
On my old cranky motor.
Oh my Juliet,
Your awfully tuned voice like a guitar fret.
They way your voice whistles across like a swan,
mesmerisingly fresh even at dawn.
The rhythm your anklets make,
would make my sleep awake.
Oh my Juliet,
I still cant forget.
The way i returned back the second time to you in fear,
To make you my dear.
courage, that was my need,
carrying the long untold love was heavy indeed.