Lunaria

Lunaria is her denomination
Surely, best for her honesty;
Could you gaze close into her eyes
You shall see a divine silvery moonlit night,
Filtered and fine to make wishes upon.
Her inescapable winding scarlet locks
Deliver a fiery spirit to every passer by;
Her dulcet laughter enchants strangers,
Sometimes lulls them to sweet slumbers.
Her linen fair tone would light up the darkest wynd
And make the English rose insecure;
She owns a sui generis temperament
Born from the Cyprus before Aphrodite,
And smells like the Persian princess .
She has tongue of Hermes and wisdom of Solomon;
Her faculty in speech and manoeuvre a magnum opus,
To the universe and a million mortals
And for a thousand more ages
Lunaria is the archetype of utopian civilization.

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