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The Last Dance..."Come, my love, I die tonight."
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The dark one says in fairy flight.
Dusk far gone, dark is our time.
Joined in broken bliss, sublime.
Far above the land, we twirl.
A dying boy, A crying girl.
Never wanting to let go.
But fall, we must. And that we know.
Dark one's short time, gone it be.
His blind eyes open, cannot see.
Icy cold creeps on his skin.
Life's fire dying from within.
He reaches out to touch her face.
He loses hold and falls through space.
The dark one falling from the sky,
The gold one weeping, hear her cry.
Dark one's gasping final breath.
Green eyes glaze, then close in death.
Gold's heart fading, falling fast.
Like their love doomed not to last.
Foolish ones look on in scorn.
Kindred souls kneel down to mourn.
Touched forever, those who've seen
The dance of the fairy king and queen.