The other day after night,
After the stars had shone bright,
And were shying from the sun bright,
I watched it pass by.
With a look of elegance,
With a shade of scarlet
Pulled to it like a stringless puppet.
My head did an involuntary shake,
I don't remember the gesture I made
But with my attention it did trade.
I trie to look back,
Like a silhoutte I looked black,
Against the bright dawn sun.
I saw what caught my eye
And it captured my mind,
Never has it left my mind.
The question is, what was it?
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