The 2AM Waltz

Between late night and the morning's silhouette
and the fourth and fifth cigarette
A lover's waltz begins to play

And in your little black coat
You embody the smoke
As it turns and dips and sways

I watch your ethereal grace
Dance through empty space
In a beautiful display

Then you swirl up high
Whisper goodbye
And evaporate, fade away.

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