You lean so gently by the stone wall,
Soft hair flowing where the sunset falls.
Eyes like autumn lakes, serene and deep,
One fleeting glance, and hearts can’t keep.

That smile, like clouds parting to reveal the sun,
Leaves even the flowers quietly stunned.
Your slender shoulders, a tender embrace,
Compose in my soul a song of grace.

Lilac silk sways softly in the breeze,
Cradling you like the moon with ease.
Against the wall, time halts its pace,
While you alone light up the space.

All who see are lost in their gaze,
As though wandering through dreamlike haze.
You – a muse, both gentle and proud,
Carrying a radiant sky within your shroud.