Literature
Lovers' Final Tryst
Gold and silver, like sunshine on fresh snow
Eyes of ice blue and cerulean sky
What tomorrow will bring, she does not know
Late is the hour, fateful time draws nigh
Goddess of the sun, shines in candlelight
Prince of snow and ice, bathed in ray of moon
Two white-clad figures, angels in the night
Cast down to earth, but he's heaven-bound soon
Sun's ray of light brings the night to a close
He knows it's their last, but says not a word
No time for goodbyes, but they don't need those
It'd just hurt more, silent tears gone unheard.
Spread your wings, angel, try your best to fly
But you'll ne'er get there, your heaven's a lie.