a friend not on this forum offered the words: sashay, luminescent, eerily

At sunset
she will rise
to sashay across the bridge
in her silks
and her velvets
and her jewels
her haughty head held high

a beauty ethereal
yet powerful
her skin pale
her eyes pale
her lips pale
almost eerily luminescent
and the moon will rise
welcoming her
to the Dance

and oh!
Dance she will
taking you in her arms
warming to your touch
nestling against your flesh
until sunrise
when she will make her way
once more
across the bridge
in her tattered finery
her cheeks rosy
her eyes glowing
her lips carmine
and you
nowhere to be found…
~elyse~