The Last Dance

"May I have the pleasure of this dance" he asked.
In the seemingly endless darkness of the night he took her hand into his own..
Maybe trying to hold her for as long as he can before they have to face this undeniable truth....
The two naive souls were celebrating but not the end of their love that was inbound..
But were cherishing the memories..
The memories of their togetherness...
Of their once seemingly endless love...
They were never destined to be together but were brave enough to challenge it..
But as not all battles could be won .. they lost theirs....
But still this was their moment..
Both dancing in each others embrace remembering all of their unforgettable memories...
This was their last dance and they wanted to make it count...
They wanted to capture every essence of this night into their souls before the morning comes and takes it all away...
Never have I ever seen someone so afraid of the light...
Of the morning...
This was their story..
The story of the two innocent souls who were never meant to be...
The story that never promised a happy ending.....
♠ ♠ ♠
Not a typical romantic poem one looks for but I guess could be worth your time!!!