The Night Dancers-----{Not really a poem - More A Romantic Fantasy-}

The Night Dancers

By Jude Kyrie

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Do you like Chopin she whispered.?
Yes Milady I love Chopin.
Then we shall dance sir.
The darkened ballroom was lit
only by the candelabra
of the moon and stars.
As they waltzed to his nocturne
The pianist delicately flowing
each beautiful note,  like raindrops
falling softly in the nighttime.
She was so lovely in her gown
So much what he wanted
But in a station far beyond his.
He had promised her.
Even if they could not be as one
In this lifetime he would wait
for her in the next and they
would spend eternity together.
Each night they would
meet in the ballroom
they would dance to Chopin
only Chopin, forever.
As the soft darkness of night
melted into the approaching light
of dawn they faded
leaving only silence.
The old caretaker
approached the ballroom.
And said to himself 
I am sure I heard Chopin again.