My dear Juliet, when thou eyes upon me it gazed
My spirit, soul and body on Love, ablaze
Though our Love, unaccepted through the gates
Your Romeo, out here, he awaits
Why don't we runaway taking a potion of Love
Then you be Isolde, an Irish beautiful Dove
On the way to meet her captive’s Cornish captain
Fate so twisted would rather she be with Cornish Tristan
Like a knight, a paragon of courage and virtue
I will be your Lancelot, coming to rescue
His damsel in distress, to be burnt on a stake
Oh Guinevere, your love I would never fake
How you fought to save my life from your Father
You looked more like Pocahontas in the weather
And made me feel like John Smith, the British
A colonist, who came to explore but got Love-ish
Love makes one act a fool
Could even steal a shoe
Public enemy No 1 ,side by side
Like the crazy Bonnie and Clyde
I'll get you a gown made of diamond
At Castle Windsor I vowed to be your Dymond
Prince Harry and Meghan, like nothing the eyes have seen
We would be more like The King and Queen
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This is probably the best Love Poem I've ever read 😍😍