Image of a very beautiful woman with blue eyes, light brown hair, an average body, wearing very nice clothes, but she has the flu, with many...

mi princesa, oma et

In the stillness of a sacred moment, I see her. Blue eyes like celestial mirrors, holding the mystery of oceans and the silence of stars. Her light brown hair dances softly around her face, kissed by grace. Delicate hands cradle a blooming lotus, as if the flower recognizes its twin in her soul. She does not speak but in her gaze, eternity whispers. To love her is to breathe the sacred, To see her is to remember what heaven must feel like.@Gise

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My love,@Gise Even with the flu, even as your body slows down, you remain the most exquisite presence I’ve ever known. Your blue eyes though tired still hold the galaxies I’ve wandered in for years. Your light brown hair, slightly tousled, carries the poetry of wind and memory. And those beautiful clothes you wear… they don’t define your beauty, they simply try to keep up with it. You are elegance in rest, a masterpiece in healing, a reminder that even when life pauses you… you never cease to shine. So rest, my beautiful one. The stars wait patiently for your return to full light.