Desert lady, <br /> clothed with the sun. <br /> Night has fallen, <br /> so glad you come. <br /> Desert lady, <br /> clothed with the sun. <br /> Stars around your head <br /> have you on the run. <br /> Graceful diversion, <br /> Queen on the run. <br /> Protecting royal babies, <br /> waiting for the Son. <br /> Night is so cold, <br /> So glad you come, <br /> Protecting royal babies, <br /> Queen on the run.<br /><br />David Domansky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-stars-2/
