A DRAPE OF TWILIGHT

A drape of twilight, a whisper of dusk,
The violet saree, a regal musk.
Woven with threads of amethyst's gleam,
A queenly attire, a captivating dream.

Like lavender fields, bathed in moon's gentle glow,
A touch of the mystical, where wisdom can grow.
The fabric whispers of stories untold,
Of empires long vanished, and secrets of old