RIVER OF BEAUTY

RIVER OF SILK
A river of silk, a crimson hue,
Flows gently, a vision, ever new.
It winds and curves, a graceful sight,
A woman's form, bathed in soft light.

Each fold, a ripple, a gentle sigh,
As the fabric dances, soaring high.
It mirrors her beauty, pure and bright,
A masterpiece, a wondrous sight.

Towards the ocean of love, it flows,
A journey of passion, where beauty grows.
In every thread, a secret's keep,
A love story, silent and deep.