By Shawn Marc B. Carreon
Applause surrounds her every move,
Twist and turn, her body stands true,
An ambience of hope is trying to pursue,
See it as I do, perfection boasts true.
Profusely, my heart leaps upon depths,
Depths as far as fate holds my breath,
Before her eyes, glistening with pride,
My eyes slip to a different side.
Matched and pitched with a joyous laugh,
A smile that envies the sun’s bright half,
Forever will it shine along my path,
Being her shadow upon such grace,
Surely, she was Juliet.**
