Whimsical Love with Regret

In the kaleidoscope of affection, where colors collide,
Whimsical love takes a joyous stride.
Cool as minty breezes on a summer's eve,
Yet warm as the sun, in a whimsical reprieve.

Children in bowties and tutus, a whimsy parade,
Dancing through fields in a sunflower cascade.
Adolescent daydreams, like a fantastical tale,
A whimsical love, setting hearts to sail.

Cool whispers like ice cream cones in moonlight,
Warm embraces under a starry night.
Childhood giggles, adolescent sighs,
A whimsical love, where time defies.

Mature love, a carnival of emotions,
A rollercoaster ride, full of wild notions.
Silver threads weave through the eccentric blend,
A whimsical love story, without an end.

Yet, in the corner of whimsy, a shadow may hover,
A tinge of regret, like a forlorn lover.
Questions linger in the air like a silent breeze,
Regret's whisper, stirring through the trees.

What if the cool and warm had danced another way?
What if childhood dreams had more to say?
In this whimsical love, a regretful trace,
A bittersweet question marks the final embrace.