Beneath the moon’s silvery beams,
The queens of the night arise,
Draped in shadows, they weave their dreams,
With stars dancing in their eyes.

Silent whispers in the dark,
They guard the secrets of the night,
Guiding lost souls like a spark,
Their presence a soothing light.

Crowned by the twilight’s tender grace,
They walk with elegance and poise,
In their realm, time slows its pace,
Their reign is free of noise.

As dawn approaches, they retreat,
Leaving behind a tranquil sea,
Until the night they again meet,
To rule the dreams eternally.