Blooming mystique of a sapphire cloth
Wrapped in beauty for her dreams to breathe
Such wonder inside the grace that blooms
Each way that she sings her poetry
When nighttime shimmers to bare its tone
In whispers so calming, she finds her way
Under moonlight as she dances in rhythm
To capture the moment that bathes away
Echoes that call to her soul's endearment
And never to cost her the pains of life
Blooming mystique of a sapphire cloth
Dance with me till the end of time
In all your dear sweet essence beyond
Mere mortals understanding for how you voice
Every word that causes their hearts to melt
From where you stand in the world you coy
Blooming mystique of sapphire cloth
Wrapped in beauty for your dreams to breathe
I wish you the best in all your endeavors
And pray that you find all the love you seek
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