In the quiet whispers of dawn,
She rises with the sun’s embrace,
Her silhouette a gentle song,
A tapestry of strength and grace.
Her skin, a canvas of stories told,
Each scar a testament of life,
In her eyes, a universe unfolds,
A world beyond the mundane strife.
The curve of her shoulder, a crescent moon,
Her heartbeat echoes the ocean’s tide,
In her laughter, the warmth of June,
Her presence, a place where dreams reside.
She dances in the realm of stars,
Her spirit unbound, wild and free,
A constellation of beauty and scars,
The eternal rhythm of femininity.