In the land of beauty, there's a woman divine,
Whose every feature is a work of art, so fine,
Her eyes are like stars, twinkling bright,
A glint of mischief, a sparkle of light.

Her hair cascades down in golden waves,
A sight to behold, for all who gaze,
With every move, it sways and flows,
A sight to behold, like a blooming rose.

Her lips, a perfect cupid's bow,
Draw you in, and never let go,
A hint of smile, a dash of grace,
A sight so charming, it's hard to replace.

Her body, a sculptor's delight,
A perfect blend of curves and height,
A silhouette that makes...