That beauty in a charcoal black veil, walks the sky in most elegant trail,
The halo, the mystique; it has charmed the night,
The clouds are flirting to their black delight.
The crickets are stumped by the naked sight,
The erotica, the entrance, the desire for flight!!!
The moment just stopped to catch a glimpse,
To make it so long, to long to sin.
To that instant, somewhere in the distance,
Few raised a toast in blissful ignorance.
The shadow of the night had none in fright,
Such was the aura, so captivating was the sight.
The lurking Satan hid in bewitched state,
He wept in silence at his ugly fate,
Was he not him but the beautiful wind,
He would whisk away the beauty forever for him.
The treacherous dawn awaits its turn,
“How can there be a bigger beauty than sun?”
“Out I will come and burn those eyes, in my most bedazzling might”.
