โห.โโพโโบโโงIn the vast expanse of night's embrace,
Moon and Sol, a distant love story takes place.
As the world draws near its final breath,
They confess their love, facing the brink of death.
Moon, with her silver glow and gentle grace,
Yearns for Sol's warmth, a distant embrace.
She orbits in silence, a celestial dance,
Hoping for a chance, a fleeting romance.
Sol, radiant and bright, a fiery ball of light,
Longs to hold Moon, to kiss her goodnight.
He burns with passion, his rays reaching out,
But their love is forbidden, clouded in doubt.
For they reside in separate realms, worlds apart,
Bound by destiny, unable to start.
Moon, cold and distant, whispers in the dark,
Her love for Sol, an eternal burning spark.
Sol, fierce and glowing, shines from afar,
His love for Moon, like a distant star.
They watch each other, across the vast divide,
Yearning for a love they can never hide.
In the twilight hour, as the end draws near,
Moon and Sol's love becomes crystal clear.
They confess their feelings, their hearts laid bare,
Knowing their love is destined for despair.
As the world crumbles, and darkness falls,
Moon and Sol share a love that enthralls.
Their story, a tragedy of love unfulfilled,
Yet their connection remains, unbreakable and skilled.
In the final moments, as chaos consumes,
Moon and Sol unite, their love now blooms.
For even as the world comes to its end,
Their love transcends, forever it will extend.
Moon, Sol, an eternal love story,
Written in the stars, their legacy of glory.
Though their love may never be fully requited,
In the depth of the cosmos, their love is ignited. แขโหโง ๏พ.