Her Velvet Cloak

The velvet cloak is cascading, all adorned with sequin stars, Final streaks of sky colors fading, as pearl moon gazes afar. The queen's lately departed, from the plush burgundy room, Blue Neptune on her left, and and scarlet Mars on her right, Trailing stardust in her wake, on the way to beautiful night. Forays into mystery are waiting, at the dark end of the sun, And tomorrow's queue of colors, await the orders of golden! Blueberry darkness lies in its soft, eternal folds everywhere, And beauty travels always, diamonds and jewels in her hair! Varicolored flowers await fiery sun, of burnished days of old, When sunlit cream tulips went on for miles, capturing smiles.