Ethereal Veil

Beneath the veil of whispers, a soul ascends, A tapestry of dreams, where time suspends. Her gaze, a mirror, reflects the world unseen, A silent symphony, where echoes are serene. The beads of gold, a sacred thread of fate, Weave through her locks, a story yet to relate. Her eyes, a portal to the realms of light, A beacon guiding through the endless night. The softness of her skin, a canvas of grace, A canvas where the soul's journey takes place. Her presence, a poem, a song untold, A whisper of eternity, where time is gold. In her gaze, we see ourselves, transformed, A mirror of our dreams, where hope is born. Through her veil, the world becomes anew, A tapestry of life, where love is true. Oh, ethereal one, you are the key, To unlock the doors of mystery. In your embrace, we find our own, A journey of the soul, where hearts are sown.