For Lost Loves (Poetry)

Run

I could've been your Virgil
Guiding Dante through hell

I would've been your Romeo
Kissing the poisoned lips of Juliet

Hades and Persephone
I'd jump in the Styx

Alike Bonnie and Clyde
With you I should've run

But you're in hell
And I'm not leaving my heaven just yet

And the poison I kissed
Wasn't off your lips

I stand on the edge of the river
As he pulled me away

And with him I run
Far away from you