In the whispered grace of timeless lore,
Where hearts entwine like roots of ancient trees,
Love’s gentle hand knocks upon the door,
Of souls that dance in Shakespearean seas.

A moonlit night where words become the stars,
Painting skies with vows of sacred trust,
Each line a bridge to hearts that bear no scars,
Binding each to each in love’s gentle gust.

Through sonnets crafted by a poet’s might,
We find the echoes of eternal bliss,
In every verse, a love that takes its flight,
And lands upon the shores of timeless kiss.

So let us hold these words with tender care,
In Shakespeare’s world where love forever reigns,
A testament to hearts that truly dare,
To find in every line, love’s endless gains.