Keep smiling, I tell you, my friend,
Keep smiling, I tell you, my love.
Your smile will wear out the sun eventually,
It will bleach the world to purity again,
Until then, even after, keep smiling.
O yes, I know you burnt to death,
But wherever you are, be happy,
It’s the least we can do anyway,
I remember that day nevertheless,
You didn’t have to be told to smile.
The birds were singing, yes?
The only clouds in the sky,
Were floating lazily, wistfully,
I wondered if you could be all mine,
Can one such as you be pronounced as mine forever?
Wedding bells were rung, without thought,
Maybe it had been against the gods,
That we were united in holy matrimony?
The answer came that night itself,
When the city's people came to dance.
I wonder whether you noticed.
You seemed silent throughout,
Most unlike you, but maybe I was wrong,
All I remembered was your smile,
Your voice surpassing the faceless birds.
But the gods were angry, envious maybe,
In their haste to hurt me, to prick my ego,
They set our halls ablaze, my Queen,
And forced us from our thrones,
All our courtiers ran, unheedful of the royalty.
Did you see it coming?
It must be, yes indeed,
Why else were you smiling,
And why else did you melt your crown for me,
And melt my heart for yourself?
I saw your madness twinkle in your eyes,
Or was it my insanity, reflected in those deep pools?
Was there a reason why the fire surrounded us,
Why your crown melted into the shape of a heart,
Why your voice called me to dance to the tune of the fires?
The dance floor was on fire, literally,
The gods’ flames and our passion,
The love of death and the love of loving,
Engulfed us in a myriad of temperature,
Cold with separation, afire with unbroken love.
Keep dancing, you said to me,
Keep smiling, I said to you,
Even as you burnt in my arms,
Even as your fingers turned to ashes around mine,
Even as your ring melted like a river down my arm.
One last dance you danced, Queen of Hearts,
Even your ashes danced in my breath,
You danced like a demon from my dreams,
Like an angel from my nightmares,
Your fire was your last gasp, Queen of Smiles.
And yet again the gods’ wrath touched me,
You were gone, as if you had never been,
But I was their victim, I was alive,
When the Queen dies, what happens to the King?
When you die, what will the birds sing?
One last dance you danced,
And left me with a heart-shaped crown,
With a scepter for myself alone,
With an empty throne beside me,
And with a charred wedding coat for remembrance.
Your last joke, O my Queen?
Go on, laugh, it will save the world one day,
But wait, listen, Temptress of Fate,
I’ll ask you one last time, Queen of Smiles,
Will you keep smiling, and remember that one last dance?
