Wingèd beauty arrives to me
With a crash, a bang, and a boom:
She never stays for long, you see—
She despises my enclosed room.
Wingèd beauty leaves me longing
To be graced with her form again;
I can never summon her back,
Though her absence causes me pain.
I pine for her until the hour
She comes back to me in a flash.
I treasure my brief time with her—
Wingèd beauty, my Rainbow Dash.