“The shadows are dancing through the night…”

“The shadows are dancing through the night..”
She said this with a waver in her soft-pitched voice

Staring out the window, candle clutched to her breast
her breath warm,causing a haze upon the cool glass

Beyond the glass figured moved, traveled, played
Staring back at the woman in the windowpane

The shadows -are- dancing through the night
Wind moves them beneath the trees

The passing of night deepens them, thickens them
Making them come alive;
if only to the woman in the window.

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