“Full Moon Lover”

She dances here
in clear moonlight
on a cold night,
her reflection caught
by silver clouds,
whispering waltzes
in windblown flights,
just like she danced
there
and the place before,
still beyond sight.

The greatest tragedies
make life beautiful,
jaunty puppets
that we are,
play-acting life,
singing ‘Fight, fight!’
in the oncoming night.

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