She is visual ecstasy.
Arms twisting into bodies.
Soulful dancing above your head.
Colorful illumination free of the dusk darkness.
Her body creeps blissfully, spontaneously.
She breathlessly glides through the air on silent wings.
Lucky eyes behold her humble beauty as she slices the air from her ethereal throne.
She feels your soul and awe.
She remains a ghostly image, arms weightlessly extending towards you, fingers enticingly beckoning you to join her exotic, twisting dance.
Will you meet her gaze?
Silent, tragic, anxious sighs as she fades away for another Alaskan night.