Blooms of Paradise
In the embrace of nature’s artistry divine,
A symphony of beauty, pure and refined,
A masterpiece of grace, with every step she takes,
A woman’s allure, like nature’s grandest lakes.
Her eyes, like twinkling stars in midnight skies,
Guide lost souls, and spark the heart to rise.
In the depths of oceans, secrets unfold,
A glimpse of her soul, a tale untold.
Her hair, cascading like a waterfall’s flow,
A lustrous, silken veil, a radiant glow.
As forests whisper in the breeze’s kiss,
Her tresses dance, a verdant bliss.
Her skin, a canvas kissed by the golden sun,
Soft as petals, radiant as the dawn,
As mountains stand tall, majestic and bold,
Her touch, a tranquil breeze on summits old.
Her lips, like roses bathed in morning dew,
In words of wisdom, honeyed and true.
Her voice, a songbird’s melody divine,
A chorus that enchants, a soothing wine.
Her laughter, like a babbling brook’s delight,
Joyful ripples that shimmer in the light,
Her smile, a sunrise, colours in the sky,
Painting hope and love as days pass by.
Her heart, a garden where compassion grows,
With empathy and kindness that she shows.
Like nurturing rain on arid lands,
Her love, a healing touch, she understands.
Oh, woman, you’re a masterpiece of grace,
In you, the wonders of the earth embrace.
With metaphors of nature intertwined,
Your beauty, a treasure, forever to find.
