In the quiet of the night, where shadows play,Her form whispers secrets the stars long to hear.The gentle curve of her silhouette sways,A symphony composed for the moon to revere.Her skin, a canvas kissed by the sun,Holds stories of warmth and whispered dreams.Each touch, a note in a song softly spun,Where love’s gentle melody endlessly streams.In the tender light of a silvered glow,Her beauty unfolds like a delicate rose.A masterpiece of grace, a sight to bestow,Upon the heart that in her presence grows.She breathes life into the silent air,With every touch, a universe ignites.A dance of shadows, a love laid bare,In the sacred stillness of the night.