In the cradle of dawnâs gentle embrace,
Aphrodite rises, the goddess of grace.
Her laughter echoes through the morning mist,
A melody of love that none can resist.
Her eyes, like stars, in the velvet night sky,
Reflect the oceans, where secrets lie.
With every step, the flowers bloom anew,
In her presence, the world sings true.
She walks upon the sands of time,
Breathing life into love’s ancient rhyme.
Her whisper, a breeze, soft and warm,
Guiding hearts through the fiercest storm.
In gardens where her roses grow,
Her spirit dances in the golden glow.
Aphrodite, eternal and free,
Bearer of loveâs sweet, endless decree.