When we were elating pearls
Under the umbrellas of shells
Exquisite calmness lingered
Endeared our ******* hearts
That was pathetically ' the last prestige'
When we were engrossed in moonlit night
Elaborated fine-tuned lives
Empathy trickled, sensations sympathasised
Warm potion circulated in hearts
That was pathetically 'the last prestige'
Until now and then that had been
The miserable' last prestige'..