The Mystique Dancer

Mystique air winding while dancing under the distant light of the moon,

Storming out the realities God has sent and carving the images on the wall of unconsciousness of the sleep by its flirt upon the humans dream…

By the days, the shouting out was leaked by the windy winters identically frustrated…

But our spring is about to unfurl, behold! The stars come out of nowhere and shapes them self into some of forms, any kind of vivid one and vaguely bright,

And when the dews are finally disappears and the noises quietly off! You would notice the name they already sounded…

I’m calling you The Mystique Dancer


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