Serenità

Serenità

In the silence of twilight’s embrace, a woman rests, her soul in grace, like a lake at sunset’s end, where peace and beauty blend.

Her hair, a river of silk so fine, gently flows, a soft design, embracing earth in a tender hold, an eternal bond, serene and bold.

Her breath, a whisper in the air, dances with the wind, so fair, carrying secrets of the night, in this moment, pure delight.

In this quiet, beauty’s revealed, in simple gestures, dreams unsealed, a purity in every sigh, underneath the twilight sky.