She disappears into the night,
Ignoring the coldness of it,
Savoring the loneliness of it,
When the souls are elsewhere,
Into another universe,
She envelopes herself into the darkness of this night.

She discovers and wanders like a Q u e e n,
This might be a story of the greek goddess    S e l e n e.

She loved the moon that was hers,
Drove a chariot around it, and acted like a spur.

For she was the lady of the night,
Guarding her moon, the guy of the night.