Under the moon where fate is spun,
Two hearts ignite beneath its silver glow.
Yet rivaling houses bid their love be done,
As time schemes to make their sorrows grow.
A whispered vow in silver moonlit is cast,
Defying distaste with love so untainted and true.
But fleeting days slip by so cruel, so fast,
Till poison's kiss turns bright to bitter blue.
Yet their tale through ages shall endure,
A warning told in love both deep and pure.
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magic!
i think this is ur best poem