The Princess Of The Night

The princess of the night,

Walks in with her azure gown

Engulfing every inch around her

And lulling it all to a soundless sleep,

Where nothing but her soft lullabies can be heard

As the words so mellifluously

Slip out of her delicate lips

And filling the creatures in its vicinity,

With gentle voices and whispers,

Slowly easing their tensed nerves

Making them forget about everything that

Pesters them, curing their damaged souls

For the crimes they may have committed in their

Sinful awakening, but nevertheless ,

Changing them all together, yet remaining the same