A love that lasts forevermore,
From the very first moment
Eyes laid upon one another.
Could it possibly have been
A love fore-mostly forbidden,
Like a Shakespearean love story.
There’s more than, several possibilities.
Like it possibly could have been,
A Romeo and Juliet love affair
Divided by conflict of two families.
But driven by heart’s desires,
Like a Shakespearean love story.
Love from, a midsummer nights dream
And bubbles up in a champagne flute
On a beautiful and magical day,
And lasts throughout a moonlit night.
Where we make love, on a bed of straw,
Like a Shakespearean love story.
Love in the heart of nowhere, evermore
A mirage of my heart’s redemption.
Like a Anthony and Cleopatra’s tale
From, which true love could prevail,
And never possibly end in tragedy,
Like a Shakespearean love story.
A love that forever became one,
By the twelfth night, I knew you’re the one.
And how could this possibly be?
When I find it hard to open up
Because my dear, there’s no answer to find,
Which became, a true Shakespearean love story.
