In the gentle glow of candlelight’s sway,
Where whispers of love softly intertwine,
Shakespeare’s words weave an endless ballet,
A dance of hearts through time’s tender design.

With quill in hand, he painted love’s embrace,
Across the parchment of eternity,
Each sonnet a mirror of passion’s face,
Reflecting the soul’s deepest clarity.

His verses, a timeless serenade’s song,
Echoing through corridors of the past,
Binding lovers in a bond ever strong,
A testament to love’s power vast.

In every line, a heartbeat softly hums,
In every word, a love story begins,
Shakespeare’s love, where eternity comes,
A timeless journey where no love ever ends.