Ambience

She wore a skirt of clouds tonight
That made her look so rococo,
But all it was...was lunar light
And late night atmospheric flow.
That's all she needs to look so great;
Some elements...refractory,
Blown from the oceanic state
In stratospheric harmony!
Soon enough the skirt became a gown
And then the clouds became a wall
Hiding her magnificent crown
Far above the turbulent squall...
Which conspires, as you know,
To decorate her midnight glow!