—Celestial Serenade—
Adorned in ethereal hue so pale,
The moon ascends, a shameless sail.
Sonorous slumber paints her guise,
A rosy dream that softly lies.
Naked and bold, she reigns above,
A queen of heaven’s vault of love.
Her silver luster, soft and bare,
Reflects a tender radiance rare.
In tranquil sky, she dances free,
A symphony of celestial glee.
Her wayward steps, a whispered song,
Guiding lost souls the night along.
