Diana

Every night, so light and sweet
Her silver rays, light up the street

One night she looked, and saw this boy
Endymion slept, in peace, in joy

Her heart beat fast, her blood with lust
For this boy sleeping, have him she must

But how could she, so great, so divine
With a mortal boy, her soul entwine?

And so she came, only by night
And on this boy, she shone her light

Her face he thought, more fair than rhyme
Her soul so lovely, hair long as time

Her heart he warmed, with poem and words
And in between them, stronger grew chords

And thus they stayed, for years and years
Understand their love, could not his peers

For no one mattered, they did not care
As but their love, none else was there

- Faris

Diana: the Roman goddess of the moon and the hunt