by Nichole oliver
(Surigao City, Philippines)
It comes when the day dies,
And so on comes the sun in disguise.
Wrapped in layers of Satin and White,
Glows above in the distances height.
T'is Black like deep Leather,
With Crystals that match and do not sever.
Deadly layered with darkest dangers,
Though Beauty comes to those who aren't strangers.
Filled with Secrets and uncertain Perceptions,
But no one can find it's true intentions.