Midnight Tableau

Embracing,

two silhouetted figures danced

slowly behind a sheer chartuese curtain.

 

Under the streetlamp,

Lyla sighed listlessly-

her ghostly breath momentarily blurring the scene.

 

The final notes of Debussy’s nocturne

spilled from the second story window

while Lyla continued to stare

 

unblinkingly,

and swayed alone

beneath the pale, unforgiving moon.

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