She waited, glowing,
like polished gold,
glistening in the night,
all decked up,
her body covered,
with the wondrous night,
she stood still,
in the bedazzled sky,
not moving,
just there,
in peace, uncaring,
who looked at her,
she waited,
till the darkness dimmed,
surreal, softly embracing,
the glow that came,
uncaring again,
to get lost,
if only for a little while,
and then waiting
to burn yet again
in that wondrous night.

Pix Copyright :  Philippe Charpentier


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