In whispers soft, through timeless verse,
Where hearts and souls in love immerse,
A dance of words, in shadows cast,
The echoes of the Bard’s own past.

Beneath the moon’s enchanting glow,
In gardens where the roses grow,
The tales of love, both sweet and dire,
Ignite the soul, set hearts afire.

Through trials harsh and joy’s embrace,
In every line, a lover’s trace,
From Juliet’s sigh to Hamlet’s plight,
Shakespeare’s love, an endless light.

As time unfolds its tender hand,
The Bard’s great love stories stand,
A testament to love’s pure art,
Forever etched in every heart.