Light bends and follows where she moves
A quiet storm in gentle grooves
Her presence hums, a subtle song
The world feels right where she belongs
Eyes like sparks that softly gleam
Every glance a fleeting dream
A soul that twirls through time and space
Leaving wonder in her trace
She whispers secrets to the air
Invisible threads of grace laid bare
A gentle force, both fierce and kind
The kind that lingers in the mind
Shadows dance and bow in her wake
Moments pause for her beauties' sake
In every motion, soft and clear
She turns the ordinary into dear
Petals lean toward her passing touch
The sky itself admires so much
Rivers slow and stars incline
To trace her path with quiet sign
A laughter like a silver stream
A hint of magic in a dream
She bends the day, she bends the night
With a simple smile, with subtle light
Alesia - a name that lingers sweet
A rythm, a pulse, a heart's soft beat
In her presence, beauty find its voice
And time itself forgets to move, by choice
©photo Alesia Varyvoda
