In the hush of twilight’s gentle sigh,
Where shadows dance with the fading light,
She walks with grace, a silent lullaby,
A beacon in the deepening night.

Her spirit flows like a river’s song,
Soft yet strong, a timeless melody,
In her eyes, the stars belong,
A universe of pure serenity.

Her laughter, a cascade of silver rain,
Washing away the weary day’s plight,
In her presence, joy and pain
Find their balance, a harmonious sight.

She is the dawn, the dusk, the in-between,
A tapestry of dreams, woven tight,
In her essence, the world is seen,
In her embrace, everything feels right.