In her grace she glides, A wonder of your soul, where secrets reside. Adore the gentle breeze that whispers your name, As summer’s last breath whispers its own flame.
Beneath the exotic gold silk sheets, so fine, Your bare feet, a sight that captivates the mind, Soft as petals, they dance upon the unseen floor, Where organza curtains sway, in love they conspire. Feel the warmth that lingers, a season’s goodbye, In the gentle caress of the golden light that lies.
Oh, how the world outside may fade and fall, But in this moment, all is entranced by your call. The Maiden of Late Summer, in beauty you reign, With every step, a symphony of nature’s refrain. Let the organza dreams wrap around your form, As the season fades, your essence remains forever warm.
–Vinnie Tham–