A sweet serenade to his beloved
was his final utterance.
After, he took his life and
handed it gladly to the reaper.
She heard his soft words
and her heart moved towards his,
but her reputation yanked it back.
She shut the window with a crack
midway through his adoring verse.
A single tear holding her sorrow
rolled down as she turned her back.
How heavy her heart had
been when she discovered
his last act was in her dedication.
It sank down to her soles,
and with each step she flattened it
until it could no longer bounce back.
Slowly, melancholy took her life,
and when the reaper appeared
with him at his side,
the two rejoiced and embraced.
In life they could not be,
but in death they were free
to do as they well pleased.