My Randition Of Pas de Deux For Lovers.

Clouds overcast
in sky above.
The moon is hidden
behind curls and twirls of mist.
Overhanging fog lies.

Walk on
and go
is tempting for me.

But

How can
the night
shine and deceive

my eyes tonight.
Why would
one depart,
and what of the reasion? I'll
Walk on but with hesitant bones and thoughts.