The light
from sun, her raiment.
Bedecked
with jewels of clouds.
Enticed him
with the sweet warmth
of her
curves on a bed of black.
He waltzed
and sang in abandon,
the merry
cries of her beauty and delight.
She danced
and asked the clouds to disappear
to let him
caress her hair that night.
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