two young souls,
star crossed though they may be,
entwined in the glorious sky.
a fair young man
born of noble parents and
blessed with music in his soul.
a fair young maiden
true of heart and
virtuous in spirit.
two young people
brought together with love
and blessed with much happiness.
their union was true,
blessed with virtue, passion,
and an undying, all-consuming love.
cut short by her untimely demise,
he pined away for her
day after day, year after year.
he implored the gods
to let his beloved return to him,
fulfilling his fondest desire.
granted this wish,
he led her from a lonely eternity,
his heart bursting with anticipation.
foolish enough to mistrust his gods,
he looked back before they were home,
losing his love once again.
overcome with grief,
his instrument and voice fell silent
ultimately causing his own demise.
now together in paradise,
these lovers want for nothing and
they vow to never part.
and in the stars hangs a lyre,
his instrument of choice,
as an ever-present reminder of their tale.
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