In the stillness of the night, she moves,Wrapped in elegance, a silhouette that soothes.The black dress whispers secrets untold,In its folds, stories of nights bold.Under the moon’s gentle, silver gaze,She dances through the misty haze.The fabric flows like a midnight stream,Weaving a tapestry of a dream.Each step, a rhythm, a silent song,The black dress sways, where shadows belong.With grace, she paints the starry skies,Her eyes reflecting ancient ties.In the heart of darkness, she finds her light,The black dress a companion through the night.In every seam, a tale of grace,In every glance, a timeless embrace.