In the grand tapestry of time’s embrace, Where art unveils the secrets of a face, A portrait lingers, captivating, serene, A woman’s essence, like a vivid dream.
On canvas, strokes caress her gentle grace, Each brushstroke whispers tales of a life’s chase, Her eyes, like windows to forgotten lands, Hold secrets, weathered by time’s shifting sands.
Her visage shimmers with a beauty rare, A symphony of colors, woven with care, In hues of gold and amber, passions blend, As sunlight dances upon her, without end.
A smile, mysterious, curves upon her lips, As if her spirit shares some hidden quips, Gentle laughter echoes in her gaze, Enchanting all who dare to meet her gaze.
Yet, deeper lies a world she conceals, A soul with stories that time gently steals, Behind the eyes that bask in the light, There’s more to this woman, hidden from sight.
She’s weathered storms, triumphed over strife, Carrying scars that echo a vibrant life, A survivor, she blooms in every frame, A testament to strength, forever aflame.
Through the years, her elegance endures, A timeless painting that forever lures, Entrancing those who dare to look within, To glimpse the spirit beneath her polished skin.
Oh, portrait of a woman, mysteries untold, A masterpiece with tender tales enfold, May your beauty shine through the years, unhampered, And your spirit forever remain unencumbered.
