
In sonnets sweet, where loveâs embrace is found,
Shakespeareâs quill did trace the heart profound.
With every line, a timeless tale he weaves,
Of loversâ dreams and hearts that never leave.
Beneath the moon, where Juliet did sigh,
And Romeo’s whispers to the night did fly.
Their love, a beacon in the darkened sky,
A bond that even death could not deny.
Through seasonsâ change and timeâs relentless flow,
His words remind us of loveâs fervent glow.
A dance of souls, entwined in fateâs design,
Where passionâs fire forever brightly shines.
So let us read and dream within his rhyme,
And feel the echo of loveâs endless chime.
For in his verses, loveâs true essence stays,
Immortalized in Shakespeareâs timeless plays.