Like Juliet to lovesick Romeo
Who did pine after Rosaline so true
Unexpectedly you, my heart, renewed
Oddly, to me, how quickly my heart grows
To a kind of spirit that I hardly know
Oddly, to me, how fast my heart subdued
The moment it first grew so fond of you
Oh, whether to pursue or just lay low?
It isn't like me to fall so swiftly
Typically I fall so slowly in love
Usually I don't fall for one so soon
But, this love, it feels so different to me
As if it might be ordained from above
But, will I pursue... Will I let it pass?
((October 21st,2005))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem