Forbidden splendor in a black dress,
barefoot on the wooden floor,
she stood like moonlight,
light in the shade of winter,
moonlight and mist,
the soft shimmer of treasures
mysterious and known...
she was surrounded
by beautiful women...
but I didn’t see a one,
all I saw was her light,
her smile,
black dress,
barefoot on the wooden floor,
all I could see was her,
she so cherished,
so wild,
adored.
