The girl took flight

Her wings had feathers

Her dress was blue

And oh so badly tattered

As she flew

The sun burned bright

And she would miss it

When came night

She met with her lover

So tall and slim

He was polite

And not be grim

She said

"Tell me a story about the sun and moon"

He grins and finishes

"How he died to keep her up each noon"

This is their love story

Don't disrespect it

They fly away

Unexpected