~ Gilded in Grace ~

“She is the last light the sun gave the world—wrapped in gold, born to grace.”

 

She lingers where the silence sings,

Between the beat of shadowed wings.

Her gaze — a vow the stars once made,

Of love that never slips or fades.

 

Adorned in light the heavens spill,

She stirs the dusk, the world grows still.

No mortal words, no poet’s art

Could touch the fire she keeps in heart.

 

A golden hush around her clings,

Like whispered spells on gilded strings.

The skies lean low to feel her grace—

A kiss of warmth, a soft embrace.

 

So if you find her in your dream,

Bathed in a twilight’s golden gleam,

Know this: you’ve glimpsed a soul set free,

A love wrapped deep in mystery.

 

~ Vixenn

 

(Created with MidJourney, post-processing work completed with Photoscape X)

 

© 2024 Vixenn Moonshadow

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