Twirling round the bay,
so many words to say;
though silence gleams and waves are seen,
crashing on the shore.
The sand betwixt our toes,
surrounded by our foes;
but love remains, we're still the same,
a beach made so much more.
Our final resting place,
we're dancing face to face;
last moonlit samba, a little rumba,
then nighttime was no more.
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Prompt: Moonlight becomes you
Thought process: Couple is dancing in the moonlight, they are surrounded by people who want to kill them. The last thing they see in the moonlight is each other before they are killed.
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