In the splendor of dawn, she arises,
With a smile that beguiles the morning sun,
Her hair flows like golden rivers,
As stars bow to her, one by one.

Upon the crest of waves she dances,
With a grace that none can defy,
Her laughter is the song of sirens,
Enchanting both the earth and sky.

She is the muse of every lover,
The whisper in the twilight’s air,
Her touch ignites the deepest passions,
A goddess beyond all compare.

Through the ages, her legend lingers,
A tale of beauty, love, and might,
Aphrodite, in hearts forever,
The beacon in the darkest night.