Dance of the Lost Lovers NFT

Beneath the moon’s unblinking eye, Two souls forgot to say goodbye. A witch of flame, a man of bone, Found rhythm where the wind had moaned. Her hand in his, so cold, so right, They twirled between the worlds that night. Blue fire rose, yet could not burn, For love like theirs can still return. Th...rough graves and stars, their whispers blend, No mortal line can mark their end. He hums a tune from lives once known, She smiles — for death can’t dance alone. And as the dawn begins to rise, They fade beneath the silver skies. Yet every shadow, every sigh, Still hears them waltz as night drifts by. (more)