In realms of dreams, where beauty finds its grace
There dwells a woman with a radiant face.
Her eyes, like sapphire gems, serene and true,
Reflect the depths of an ocean's hue.
Silken tresses, a halo of pure delight,
Whispering tales as they dance in the light.
Cascading waves, in their wild symphony,
Painting a portrait of ethereal beauty.
A gentle breeze, caresses her mane,
Mesmerized by the magic it contains.
With every breath, her essence it weaves
A symphony of passion, a melody that never leaves.
For within this woman's eyes and hair,
Lies a spirit untamed, beyond compare.
Her beauty resonates from deep within,
A reflection of the soul, a realm to begin.
In the tapestry of beauty, she's a masterpiece
A living poem, a vision that won't cease.
May her eyes forever shine, her hair ever flow
A symbol of enchantment, wherever she may go.
I was unable to write of beauty. Until I was stunned that day. Never have I been so paralyzed, that I had to shake myself out of it to regain focus. Been working on this one for a few days and I am extremely happy I was able to bring the words to life. Hopefully this continues with my writing and I don't only use writing as a means to help through pain.
