The clouds drift in the evening sky
The crescent Moon is alight
Stars shimmering against an indigo backdrop
The world aglow with the coming of night
A vision in blue perches gently on the Moon
Long ebony hair clasped behind her ear
Her pale full lips are parted in song
Her voice, like bells, ringing clear
Her song is one full of heartbreak and woe
Not a single moment of mirth
Pain expressed in a haunting tale
As crystalline tears fall to the Earth
Nightly she sits there mourning her lover
Her dear friend, whose soul did depart
Never again will she see his face
Though his memory lives on in her heart
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