The night serenades her

Our young lassie comes out
She is drawn to the streets tonight
Clad in a bodycon of silver threads
See the star hang by her ear
Her luscious lips are dripping gloss
With a nude shimmer on skin sleeved off
The waves of hair crashing her back catches
Moonlight’s glow between its shuffling tresses
The night woos her to a dance
At this noman hour she comes off outdoor
Taking moon to be her man this night
She melts into the light above the skies
Weaving in and out of her spotlight
Her luscious lips still drip gloss
For if the night is drinking it off her