Romance in a light.

It sits above the city, just bright enough to stick out over the lights from the buildings and traffic below.
The lights, flickering, some moving as they do, almost become an orchestra for an Opera.
The Moon, singing of a romance greater than the average soul can imagine.
For it to be as romantic as it is sung, there must have been tragedy.
Perhaps the Sun is it's lover, but they will never meet as they should.
A glimpse of whom each other longs for happens but twice every 24 hours.
One has to wonder what could have caused such a tragic thing, as to not let two lovers souls be one.
But for now all we can do is listen to the music, as the two lovers dance between night and day.