Queen of the Night
As the queen, she rules
and all bow to her presence
as she graces the night.
Her heavenly white blossom
pierces the imagination.
Her fragrance descends
and envelopes her subjects
as she graces the night.
She grasps the moment with bold
tendrils searching for purchase.
Delicate beauty
tantalizing, inviting
as she graces the night.
Alas, she must say farewell
too soon and withers away.
She leaves us breathy,
a captivated audience,
for she graced the night.
The remnants of her life, limp.
We are spellbound; we mourn her.
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