Should I Circle the Word "Romance"?

"But, soft!
What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air."

-Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet

OK, who here doesn't find that romantic? Come on! If some wonderful man was standing under your balcony and uttered this (without sounding insincere or uninspired) can you honestly say that you would not swoon from the beauty of those words and hurl yourself over that balustrade as fast as possible to plant a big kiss on such devoted whisperings?

Bullshit!

Your legs couldn't get you down that trellis fast enough and you know it. To hear something of such unabashed emotion would be a delight beyond all possible imagining. Never doubt it! Luis' idea of a romantic afternoon is a movie with Bruce Willis in it. Put me in front of a roaring fire with hot cuppa and Shakespeare in Love and you could not ask for anything more romantic!

I love Luis but he really does not realise the importance of romance. He understands it to a point when it comes to putting the moves on me in bed (as though I would ever say, "no". Not likely!). He'll give me the half-lidded eyes and slow lingering kisses but you know that somewhere deep inside he is trying to gauge how much of this is really necessary before sliding into home... Not that I can blame him for that - the whole romancing thing is really quite boring to him for the most part and wholly unnecessary - after all, I'm a sure thing.

But it is nice to have it. Just once in a while. Fake it if you must but if you can successfully fake sincerity, do it - never doubt that the rewards will be worth it!