Clad in a black dress,
She walks, she trembles, she treads.
I saw her walking down the empty road,
I saw her falling and groan.
I wish I could see more of her,
But her hair locks made a perfect cover.
Her hands glowed as the moonlight,
Her feet reflected the silver light.
I looked up, the moon in the sky,
My heart stopped and my lips smiled.
The moon that shines, shines in silver,
Makes her glow like a shimmer.
The stars comes down as her chariot,
Down at her feet, feet so marvellous.
I stand there dumbstruck,
Breathless, speechless and sleepless.
