She comes forth when the sun sets, Pale beauty adorns her slim physique as sunlight is in recess, While she wears the black dress.
If I could behold such beauty in her presence, Surely I could ascend to something resembling heaven, As describing her wouldn't be possible in a single sentence,
From afar I behold her in awe and reverence.
As moonlight touches the earth beneath her feet, She dances in it's glowing radiance, This scenery would be enough to make angels weep, As she waltzes in lunar brilliance.
Out of reach but never out of sight, I look with fervor to the empress, As she dances away the worries of the night.