a constant background waltz
to my thoughts
of a giant orange moonrise on the eastern horizon
and a falling star
on a clear winter night
on the highway home
after watching the technical dance
of sets
and lights
and costumes
and make-up
and music
simulating a moonlit night
in 19th century Russia
actor singing
do you love me
to his actor wife
accompanied by violin arpeggios
as I reach for your hand
and waltz in the shooting star of our moonlit lives
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