Valentine Vertigo (Romeo Realized)

He killed love
and its boastful beats
to hear his own
divine indication of inspiration.
Quieting his inner above
by writing about fictional love.
He grew accustomed to finding meaning
in every song,
to finding beauty in every dawn.
But those lumps in his pockets
were just rocks
claiming to be jewels.
He was just tired of failing
not the falling.

Romeo realized
love can't be worked
like a poem
climbing through verses
on the scaffolding that surround them,
struggling to reconstruct the meaning.
Love cannot compare
to those great heights.
That sudden rush of
valentine vertigo
can only be reached
by falling from that balcony.

No celestial body
could compare to hers,
twilit among the aspiring superstars,
set apart from all the rest.
But little did he know
every ounce of his love
would be put to the test.
Those stars were crossed,
starting the ignition
of a love so pure;
even death could endure.