River Dance

Skimming lightly on the water,
To the songs of oceans deep,
In which whales cry to each other,
In a melody soft and sweet.

WIth golden locks covering her face,
And eyes as purple as lavender,
Across the water lay her gaze,
Looking at the moon with all her splendour.

Shimmery robes reflected like gold,
And lily white were her arms bare,
As she dances on the lake so cold,
Lo! The beauty of elven fair.

Fiona Jitab

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