That night I gazed at Her for a long time.
Diffident She, then put on that black Veil over Her.
“You’re more becoming now.”, said I.
She hid herself behind the Leaves.
The Demure Orb of Night.
~Abhy~
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ROUGH BOOK 
she is not diffident either,
her peely-wally eyes can’t bear your gaze
nor hiding herself,
she is shifiting-hiding and seeking you again… 😉
ha ha… maybe 🙂 .. thanks for the read 🙂