She hovers over hallowed ground
Creates the most delightful sound
Runs with the fox hunts with the hound
The goddess of the night
A heart as cold as arctic ice
Thaws every time she takes a slice
Her virtue doubles as her vice
The goddess of the night
The power to bring giants to their knees
Unlocking hearts with master keys
Her hug disguised her fatal squeeze
The goddess of the night
A juggernaut of wit and charm
When reapers took her by the arm
Was they who wound up at the farm
The goddess of the night
She's out there now still standing tall
With scissors for your paper wall
Deciding when you're due a call
The goddess of the night
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Author:
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some older stuff fitting for the week
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