A capacity crowd waits breathless in the night,
as the stage lights dim slowly. A hush befalls the
audience as the orchestra begins its sweet,
melodic journey, into the throes of heartache.
In the distance, they hear a soft murmur, soulful
and hypnotic. Suddenly she appears center stage,
bathed in the soft glow of a spotlight. Her beauty
matched only by the pure majesty of her voice.
The crowd remains mesmerized, trapped within the realm
of her aura, as they await her bittersweet
climax. She confesses her love with tear stained cheeks,
as her lover lays dying in her blood soaked arms.
The crescendo resonates like the rumble of
distant thunder. Her words� hopeful albeit tragic,
deliver the death blow, as a jagged dagger
plunges them into the midst of eternal love.
Glowing lights: The crowd rises: Thunderous applause!