Empress of the Night


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Empress of the Night

Black Panther,
Empress of the night,
The daughter of the moon,
Your eyes are bright,
Your step is light,
Your life is dark and gloom.

And when you dream
Beneath a tree
Or on a shady branch,
Your heart is cool,
Your pose is free,
Claws’re ready for a clutch.

Steal, empress, jump,
Run through the jungle,
Pursue the mighty boar!
In fights you tumble
To and fro
And soar, and coil and roar.

After the fight
Your paws will wash
The blood off your nice face,
Black Panther,
Lady of the night,
The sister of the Grace.

Moscow
June 28, 2005

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