Midnight Serenade

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A maiden's form, entwined with flowers' gentle call. Her tresses, dark as the night's embracing shade, Cascade like a waterfall, in gentle parade. A bird, with feathers blue as sapphire's gleam, Perches beside her, in a silent, mystic dream. Together they sway, in a dance so divine, As petals and leaves, in a soft serenade entwine. In this serene tableau, where beauty reigns supreme, The maiden and bird, in harmony, a peaceful theme. Their gentle communion, a balm for the soul, A reminder of nature's beauty, making us whole. In this tranquil scene, where love and peace converge, The maiden and her feathered friend, a sweet serenade emerge.