By ZuZu Gold

Candle Light to sacred the night.
Glows with mellow
Flickers like whimpers.
She shadows the stall.
She has wax on her walls.
She lights up Luminous.

Theres a man in the west
Whom talks with no stress.
He wines when he sings.
He dances like a queen.
He jumps when he gets startled.
He has interest in Ruby.
His name is Luminous.

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