In front of her beauty I feel like the medieval knight who can only serve without touching his beloved princess. Selene, goddess of the night, has her avatar in you. Your starry mantle envelops me and sweeps me away. I prostrate myself at your feet waiting for your luminous gaze, because the most fleeting moment of your brilliance is nectar that numbs and inebriates my lonely heart. I spend my nights longing for your touch that mesmerizes and soothes.