In Verona’s ancient streets they met,
Two souls entwined, a love beset.
Beneath the moon, their whispers flew,
In secret, their passion grew.
Amidst the feud of Capulet and Montague,
Their hearts stayed loyal, strong, and true.
A bond that defied the cruelest fate,
Yet destiny’s hand would not abate.
Through shadows deep and light so fleeting,
Their love became a clandestine meeting.
A potion, a plan, and a tragic end,
A story of love that could not bend.
In death, they found the peace denied,
A love eternal, side by side.
Romeo and Juliet, forever young,
Their tale of sorrow, forever sung.