Lost and Found

We lose ourselves in silly dreams

and hatch far-fetched romantic schemes.

We love to love what we can’t get -

ask Romeo, ask Juliet,

those tragically misguided teens

who met by night beneath moonbeams,

explorers out at love’s extremes -

He Montague, she Capulet,

both starcrossed, both in love, and yet

they taught us all what true love means:

we lose ourselves.

As poets, we both love these themes

but love is never what it seems

for, as we sing our mad duet,

we lose ourselves.