Romeo & Juliet are co-dependent

The darkest stars pierce hard a human heart,
but Juliet, so fair and white, is darker yet.
I'd burn desire out but I cannot. 

She is my globe and I her moon. To part
would court catastrophe; grief and regret
would leave our shades behind while bodies rot. 

Blood is our curse; her blood exciting mine.
Entwined, they brings us an apocalypse
that we are helpless to deflect. Malign 

in purpose and intent, this passion grows
with no limit. And as the sun's eclipse
portends ill fate, so is this love that flows 

between myself and Juliet, a sign.
Juliet is the doom I can't decline.