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Steam Queen

Bathing alone in
A candle lit dream
Upon the glass
Etched in steam
The lady elegant
As a queen

Silent mist twirls
Around her silhouette
Upon a window pane
Shadows wet
Stars above swirl as
She stares at me
As if to say
Draw me quick
Before I fade away
To other dimensions
To another plane
Where all is nonsense
And no one is sane

Lingering as long
As it takes to capture
Her memory before
She makes her departure
Water whirling
Down the drain
Questions fly with her
What and why?
While I remain
Who am I?