The silent night sleeps as two hearts run in league <br />Each reluctant to raise the wakeful mist <br />The drear autumn sky is covered by mantle of night <br />While forbidden fate hides a lovers’ tryst <br /> <br />The eyes of night do espy that which by day abides in guise <br />Though fate will not allow this love one can’t resist <br />They chance the heart stay open to live, to love and soon be broken <br />While dreams hearken to this lovers tryst <br /> <br />To pray the moon hold fast its path and beg yond’ dawn be stayed <br />Though noble true and fair the cause, they’re bound ne’er to desist <br />“O blessèd night.”… Juliet sighs, holding back her secret fear that <br />This dream will e’er remain a lovers’ tryst<br /><br />Christopher Thor Britt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovers-tryst/
