The vampire lad held tightly the waist of the mortal girl,
As up in the air they flew,
It was a thrill the girl never before knew.
Close they flew to the moon,
It was the perfect setting,
For it would strike midnight soon.
Anyone watching from below,
Would not have understood this strange glow,
That the moon was emitting with the two little specks of shadow,
Something not heard of,
Not even centuries ago.
The vampire lad and mortal girl suddenly heard piano sounds,
Making the orbit rounds.
Was this a figment of their imagination?
Perhaps just a side-effect of their elation?
Or did the sound come from the stars,
Hovering not too far away from Mars?
The End
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