Submerged Elegy

In the depths, two souls entwined in a dance of despair, Their white dresses billow like clouds in the dark air. Red petals swirl around them, a morbid waltz, As they glide through the water, lost in a silent trance. Their hair flows like seaweed, a golden, ghostly stream, Their eyes closed, as if in a dream, or a macabre theme. The water's dark veil shrouds their faces, a somber hue, Yet, in this eerie scene, a haunting beauty shines through. Their forms, a reflection, a mirrored, watery gleam, A poignant reminder of life's fleeting, watery dream. In this submerged world, they find a strange, dark peace, A place where sorrow and beauty in darkness release. Their gentle movements, a slow, underwater sway, As if they're performing a mournful, aquatic ballet, day by day. The red petals, like blood, or roses, or tears, surround, A symbol of love, or loss, or sorrow unbound. In this haunting image, a story unfolds, untold, Of love, and loss, and memory, forever to hold.