~In Loving Bliss~
The night falls,unto a dance, he took her hand, as everyone gasped. He lead her there,their hands entwined,not a care in the world,was in their mind. It seemed to go on,that night,to everyone else,a beautiful sight. Out to the balcony he would lead,hoping to show her,his eternal need. The moon bathing them in its ethereal glow,he showed her how much,he need her so. He held her close,and kissed her lips,she kissed him back,in loving bliss
Poem I made a while ago (a couple months ago) about the scene of the final days of the moon kingdom with Princess Serena and Prince Darien at the masked ball held by Queen Serenity before Beryl's attack.