In the velvet cloak of night, she rides,Majestic and silent, through shadowed strides.A dance of whispers in the moonlit breeze,Her beauty, a secret the stars appease.Her eyes, twin pools of endless depth,Reflect the mysteries of the universe’s breadth.With every movement, a timeless art,An echo of legends, where dreams depart.Her mane, a cascade of silken night,Flows like a river beneath starlight.In the stillness, her presence sings,A symphony of grace on midnight wings.The world pauses in awed embrace,As she passes, leaving a trace.Black beauty, a tale untold,A guardian of secrets, brave and bold.