A Nebula May Be Etched Across Her Mind
The last rays of the sun before dusk glow from her face and her laughter is like the music of angels. Her hair glistens like the last drop of starlight before dawn, with all the purples, blues and colours of the night and the silver beauty of the moon entwined. She enchanted the air with her warmth, and the sky with her voice. The oceans obey her heart, and the earth knows her soul from lives before. fin.