Romeo and Juliet,
had no regret,
the stage was historically set.
Zues and the phony gods loved,
Cupid the god of love
shot his arrows into the beloved.
Oh how they pushed and shoved.

Love has always been the answer,
written by writers and poets,
expressed on paper and parchment,
on purpose not by incident.
Love may slip into mistake,
or it may be pretended fake.
However we humans still slice the cake,
never refuse to be on the take.

Taken in by potential romance,
sucker to the love trance.
Many like to have love their way,
not selfish but on any given day.
Love makes life worth living,
so I toast loving and forgiving.
Hugging and a kissing
day dreaming and idle wishing,
when love goes missing.

O