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”