Violet velvet skin's reflecting
The moonlight aura
As the glass and lake do
When no one's disturbing.
The stars keep on shining,
Lightning stikes caressing the wind
Screams in the dark,
White dots in a shadow maze.
Blue velvet hair tempted
By the the mysterious smell of the night
While red satin lips
Taste the magnificence of the sky.
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