In whispered winds and moonlit nights, we find
The echoes of a love that time can’t quell,
Where Shakespeare’s words in hearts are intertwined,
And every sonnet casts a timeless spell.

Beneath the stars, where lovers’ secrets lie,
His verses weave a tapestry of grace,
With each iambic beat, the heartbeats sigh,
As love’s sweet essence takes its sacred place.

O, gentle bard, your quill with passion burned,
And through your lines, we glimpse the soul’s deep plea,
For in your prose, the depths of love are turned,
Revealing truths that set our spirits free.

So let us raise a toast to days gone by,
To Shakespeare’s love that lives in every line,
For through his words, our hearts will never die,
And in his love, forever we’ll entwine.