Oh, Romeo,
How you break my heart so.
Eager fingers covet a girl
Who please your desire.
Until you make her drink the poison,
And wait for your next Juliet,
As she slowly proceeds,
Being convinced you were her beau.
Oh, Mr. Libertine,
I find your ways so lewd.
I was just playing with words in this poem.
It's not very good, and I plan on writing more that relate more to my feelings, unlike this one, which I just wrote about players.
I made this poem entirely, feel free to use it wherever as long as you include rights to me, and a link to the poem.