Under the moon

In twilight’s tender, soft embrace, Two lovers danced in moonlight's grace. Their hearts entwined in shadows deep, Where whispered vows and secrets sleep. They walked through meadows, hand in hand, Where wildflowers kissed the land. Their laughter rang through night's calm air, A symphony of love and care. Stars above, a watchful guide, As passion’s tides in them did bide. They spoke of dreams and futures bright, And swore their love would conquer night. Yet in the dark where moonlight wanes, A silence fell, a hint of chains. For in the depths where shadows creep, A hidden truth began to seep. One fateful night, beneath the stars, A revelation, dark and harsh. The lovers’ bond was forged in plight, A curse that bound them to the night. For when the moon ascends so high, Their souls are trapped beneath the sky. Eternal lovers, bound by fate, Their love a prison, cold and late. In endless night, they dance and yearn, With no dawn’s light to guide or turn. A love once bright, now darkly sealed, In shadows, forever unrevealed.