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Stella
She looks dazzling in her black gown
On occasion she wears a sparkling crown
She protects me from prying eyes
There`s no need for pretense or lies
She sustains me with her beauteous light
Caresses me in the heat-forsaken night
She tends to my insatiable fire inside
By her light I find delight in new-found insight
She hears my silent screams and
Listens, knowing what it all means
She`s game and with her pleasures generous
I wish to stay, but her dark ways are treacherous
When I ask for more, she cracks a smile
Saying, “Farewell, now rest for a while”
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