The moon is high
in the mystery sky
and bright in the black
of night, and its eerie
light brings shadows
across all that moves
on the earth below
and creeps out from
corners to play.

And under the gaze of
this lamp two shadows
sneak out to meet
in the darkness flecked
with light and urgent
is their passion as their
two shadows become one.

Then the silence gives way
to the fall of feet and the
call of voices in night’s
waiting space, and the
shadows become two and
hold a pose together before
fading away with longing
into the enfolding black.