banríon

night comes again

her inky velvet air

feel her on your skin

stars in her hair

gown of woven whispers

cape of sapphire breeze

her mystic purple beauty

drives sultans to their knees

in quiet feel her

her soft caressing tune

close your eyes

and fly

to

lands beyond

her moon

 

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