• A starless silent night,
    Rays of silk sliver moonlight,
    They gracefully danced into the night,
    The spotlight lit the spotlight,

    There tattered clothes seemed like silk,
    Fireflies orbited around them like planets,
    The ally evaporated into granite,
    A angelic lullaby rose around the like a mist,

    Trash and broken crates morphed to grass,
    Walls folded and turned into trees made of glass,
    The fireflies fluttered up and flared up into sliver bright shining stars,
    The street and the carriages pulled by horses melted into trees of glass,

    The girl's tattered clothes turned to a golden slender dress,
    The boy's clothes torn clothes morphed into a sliver ball room pants and vest,
    She twirled, spun out hands connected and spinning back into his chest,
    The soft stare between them was like art,

    No more and no less,
    For lighted and pure was there beating hearts,
    A spin under his arm and face to face they where,
    The glass tress and sliver grass became a blur,

    As there eyes closed into a kiss for a love so sure,
    There beautiful glass and sliver forest melted back into the ally,
    Cold stone and broken crates lay among them,
    Clatter of horses on the street,

    But the sky still had stars like ship fleets,
    The moon radiant,
    The poor couple's love untainted,
    Not even there hardship made them sad,

    For each other they had,
    An ever so majestic sight of pure love,
    Not even death could smudge...