Her eyes, a gentle stream of endless wonder,
Flow through the valleys of dreams untold,
In the soft embrace of twilight’s splendor,
Where whispers of the heart unfold.

Her smile, a beacon in the darkest night,
Illuminating paths of hope and grace,
A gentle touch, a spark of pure delight,
In every glance, a world to embrace.

Her voice, a melody of softest tune,
Echoes through the chambers of the soul,
A symphony beneath the silver moon,
Where broken parts once more become whole.

Her presence, a dance of light and shadow,
Woven into the fabric of time and space,
A beautiful woman in the world’s meadow,
In her essence, the universe finds its place.