In the silence of the twilight hour,
Her eyes speak volumes of untold tales,
They shine with a tender, mystic power,
A beacon through life’s wandering trails.

Her smile, a gentle curve of grace,
Illuminates the darkest night,
Bringing warmth to every place,
A radiant burst of pure delight.

When the world feels cold and stark,
Her eyes, a sanctuary serene,
Reflect a thousand stars in the dark,
Guiding hearts with a light unseen.

And in her smile, the world finds peace,
A tranquil sea where troubles cease,
In her gaze and smile, I find release,
A timeless love that will never decrease.