In whispered lines where lovers meet,
Beneath the moon, their hearts do greet,
With every sonnet, passion flows,
In Shakespeare’s love, the story grows.
Amidst the stars, their vows declare,
A timeless bond beyond compare,
With every word, a tender kiss,
In Shakespeare’s love, eternal bliss.
Through tempest winds and stormy skies,
Love’s beacon shines, it never dies,
With every verse, a heartbeat’s chase,
In Shakespeare’s love, a warm embrace.
From Juliet’s cry to Othello’s plight,
The tapestry of love takes flight,
With every play, a soulâs delight,
In Shakespeare’s love, pure and bright.