She was like writing

Hypnotizing

Engrossing

Composed of lovely words you never tired of

A beauty so mesmerizing

Her existence put Homer to shame

But people got so caught up in the book

They forgot we can write tragedies 

And how sudden the plot can change

When authors decide to play God

It takes entire anthologies to write a character like her

But only a single line to destroy one

If people were modeled after protagonists 

She was Juliet in her own right

Her melodious beginning led to a sorrowful end

So as the last page was read

They sat back and smiled fondly

Her story wasn’t a long one

But it was the best one they knew