Prompt: You are writing a book where the main character is about to die and only has a few moments with his lover. What would be the last line?

In fleeting dusk, the shadows grow,
A tale of love in twilights glow.
The main character, weak and frail,
Embraced his lover, their hearts unveiled.

Whispers danced upon the breeze,
Love’s symphony, a tender tease.
With every breath, their souls entwined,
A moment’s grace, a love defined.

The world stood still, time slipped away,
As death drew near, in disarray.
But in their gaze, a timeless spark,
A flame that burned through endless dark.

Their hands, entwined, a final plea,
To hold on tight, in destiny’s decree.
Eyes locked, they spoke without a word,
Love’s essence felt, their spirits stirred.

And in that moment, bittersweet,
Their love transcended, oh, so fleet.
For as the character took one last breath,
Love remained, conquering even death.

And so, with love, their spirits flew,
Beyond the realms, forever true.
In memories, their story thrives,
As love’s last whisper softly dies.

For in the end, as their hearts soar high,
Love’s legacy shall never die.
And as their souls forever entwine,
Their love endures, through space and time.

So let their tale forever shine,
A testament to love divine.
In the echoes of their final embrace,
Their love lives on, in infinite grace.

And as the curtain gently falls,
A poignant silence now befalls.
In those last moments, forever gone,
Their love lives on, their spirits one.

So let this tale forever bind,
Two souls that fate could not unbind.
And in this book, the ending’s near,
But love’s last line, eternal and clear.