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In silence, the night comes,

a-draped in silver light;

along the corridor of tomorrow,

waiting for her lover’s sight.

And upon seeing his demeanor,

she hides her face from eyes of man;

clinging tightly to his whisper,

that someday they’ll be hand in hand.

She moves beyond the veil, so smoothly

as if it were she’d never been;

her lover beams a smile so brightly,

they dance this dance that never ends.

And Luna and Sol go on forever,

amidst the stars they call their home;

as the Earth sits in silent wonder,

at the love of parents never known.

When the stars have all descended,

and the Universe is calm;

they will dance their final tango,

with a graceful, austere aplomb.