12while screaming in the street
a tragic heroine lies
sleeping at your feet
Will you touch her?
Will you love her?
After all, that's what she craves;
to be your only scarlet rose
lying on your grave
Singing in the moonlight
dreaming in the day
A perpetuating Shakespeare sonnet
Keeping you away
So won't you be her Romeo?
And she your Juliet?
Or will you go it alone
because you've never met?
Where will you be
in the heat of the night?
When the walls have closed in
and you have her light?
She'll never break the rope
and send your coffin sinking
She'll lie sleeping with you always
or is that wishful thinking?
Will you touch her?
Will you love her?
After all, that's what she craves;
to be a kind acquaintance,
when the sonnet is looking grave
Oh won't you stop your worrying?
She'll give you everything you need
Your bete noir will always win
so why don't you just concede
Touch her now, while she's still here
in your emotional sepulcher
Love her here, while you're still alive.
Close your eyes as you slowly slip beneath her
So you've got her now
and you've let her moan
Perhaps now you realize the choice is yours
and yours alone.
Will you touch her?
Will you love her?
After all, that's what she craves
To be your only scarlet rose
Lying on your grave