So often courted in morning sunrise
A thousand suitors who come to beacon
In awe as one by one beau's savoring
This magnificence they come seeking
Late clouds gather amongst darkening night
Orange purple skies add splendors of light
Yet a fickle lady leaves with no one suitor
Magically disappearing in snow white waves alone
Evening approaches in twilight's gleaming
Too soon this lady apparition fading no mate chosen
As scarlet vermilion hearts wait for morning
Those left to court in mists are quickly frozen
A majestically setting globe falls and hides
Shadowed beneath waves of ocean tides
So splendorous her majesty in teasing nudity
A virgin beauty queen doth fall in a last peaking
Lost in fate another night in mists morning searching
Un-feathered esteem she slips beneath a blazing curtain
That each onlooker must know her kiss was only flirting
Reappearing from florescent waves at daybreak so uncertain