Night , the temptress
Nosegay of a heady scent swoons
In her tiara , the resplendent moon
Gown of blue velvet, star strewn
Hear the crickets, a welcome,croon
Twirls softly, pulls under her trance soon
Night, the temptress, sashays, sways
Lures to dream, to rest,a tired day
--shubha
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