She can't wait till he comes back,

however, the soul does.

Soft and sleepy eyes catch the faint light,

lips keep the warm from the familiar kiss,

and yet, fingertip touches a piece of cold, like death---

a cup, closed in her true love's hand and

poison, ended his brilliant life.

Teardrops, trickled down her cheeks, slowly.

Happy dagger rips the film, leading her to his place.

She closes eyes with a long dream:

he jumps on the balcony, kneels down on one knee and says

“Marry me, Juliet.”

作者的话：

这是我诗歌课的作业，以后每次我会把我的作业po出来，欢迎意见和建议～