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In the presence of a muse divine and true,

A woman of artistic perfection, that's you.

Mesmerizing, radiant, a radiant show,

Casting a glow wherever you go.

With a glance, you silence the world's noise,

A force so powerful, all distractions destroyed.

Mysterious powers, depth unfathomed by all,

Energy elusive, a mystery to recall.

Your spell enchants, a rare phenomenon indeed,

Speechless poets in your presence, they heed.

Worlds conjured with but a single thought,

Magic in your touch, wonders untold are brought.

A treasure trove lies within your heart's embrace,

A sanctuary filled with beauty, a place.

An endless muse transcending time and space,

Infinite inspiration, in your grace.

Breathing, living art, a masterpiece true,

Leaving me breathless, in awe of you.

Art is not just a concept, a simple decree,

It is a living, breathing woman, in thee.

Apr 06, 2024 | UN