My Beauty is Black.
She is as precious to me as the deep dark sky above.
Full of mysteries.
Scattered with crystals
that glimmered among the dusty clouds.
Try and look closer
and you'll realise how much further they had become.
Stop trying to catch them
and they will engulf you.
Trying to be close to you.
Fickle enigma, thy colour is black.
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