The canvas tells
Every truth
For older are

Nights and days
And everything in between
This canvas rates

The coming youth
The younger one
Hides in their ways

Knows all the plays
By heart


For aeons
And nanos
We danced

My love
The tru-e-st,
Queen of night


Various
Are the places

Of the youth
A little slower
Walk

The older cru
In their suits
I held you so dearly

I held you too long
I truly am
Compassioned

My queen

There are steps to wonder

And eye-sides (ice to cover yourself in-to)
But love holds the night-white
Lighter key