Ethereal Reverie
Within, words do mingle, praising you, divine,
As I gaze upon you, astonishment does shine.
Ladies, her entrancing eyes in beauty's rhyme,
Her radiance scatters clouds, a sight sublime.
I find myself entranced by her captivating smile,
Delicate butterflies in joyous flutter, for a while.
If the alluring wind should pass, it does beguile,
Her fragrant essence nears, my soul's own isle.
Her cheeks, rosy blooms, her hair a dance so rare,
A fearless rose, thornless, beyond compare.
She's the essence, the light, a fragrance in the air,
Her divine eyes, a beacon, dispelling my despair.
~Amanat
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