Laid Against the Wall of the so-called House of Capulet

O love, thou knowest not this balcony
Nor the wall where this poem is to lie
(Even if this villa’s claims are phony
And thou art not with me beneath this sky).
O if thou knowest not Verona’s walls
Thou knowest my great love — and that is all.

August 13, 2006

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