In Veronaâs ancient streets of yore,
Where passion’s flame did brightly soar,
A tale of love, both sweet and dire,
In Shakespeare’s words, hearts did conspire.
Under moonlit skies, they swore,
Eternal vows, forevermore,
With every line, a love so true,
Bound by fate, as morning dew.
Through quill and ink, their souls entwined,
In sonnets fair, love redefined,
A bard’s delight, in pages curled,
Their love, the wonder of the world.
Though centuries have come and gone,
His tales of love still linger on,
A testament to hearts that yearn,
In Shakespeareâs words, love’s lessons learn.