In a realm where waters gleam,
Purple tides and shimmering dream.
A maiden's gaze, so deep and true,
Reflects a world of vibrant hue.
Leaves of gold and shimmering green,
Caress her skin, a sight unseen.
Berries red, like drops of wine,
Near her visage, they intertwine.
A touch to her brow, so soft, so slight,
Revealing eyes, sparkling with light.
Her lips, a crimson tale they tell,
Of whispered secrets, and wishes as well.
