Crescent Waltz

She slants her shining, golden glance

Across desert, mountains, rivers, plants

Greets her rising, true romance

In the purpling, opposite skies

Her lunar love, her heart’s delight

Soars to ever darker height

For each, the other’s perfect, right

It’s on their wings time flies

She seems asleep within the night

Yet always, somewhere, she’s brilliant, bright

Motionless in constant flight

Each day its own surprise

They’ll never meet – there’s not a chance

These partners in eternal dance

Of darkness, light – they both enhance

The world with their long goodbyes

As their crescent waltz achieves crescendo

Without artifice or innuendo

Young children start to play Nintendo

While adults stir and rise