In the dawn’s tender embrace, she rises,
Draped in the soft hues of morning light,
Her laughter, the melody of the seas,
A dance of beauty, both gentle and bright.

From the foam of the ocean, she emerges,
With grace that defies the mortal gaze,
Her eyes, the stars that guide the sailor,
In her presence, even the storm obeys.

She walks through gardens, where roses bloom,
Each petal kissed by her tender touch,
The world, a canvas of her making,
Where love and longing mean so much.

Under the moon’s watchful eye, she whispers,
Secrets carried by the evening breeze,
In her embrace, hearts find their solace,
In Aphrodite’s realm, all find peace.