Sweetness walketh in her steps, and love clingeth to her name. [ 𖹭 🦢] ───── Ladyfingers.

▫️She seeth not the world with mortal eyes,
▫️yet all the world turneth to behold her.
▫️Clad in silks and quiet grace, she walketh
▫️as one touched by moonlight—soft of voice,
▫️gentle of step, and fair beyond the
▫️reach of sight.

▫️▫️Fairest of form, gentle of soul—a
▫️▫️blossom untouched by shadow,
▫️▫️ever kissed by warmth. ♥️

Though blind, she wanteth not, for love doth follow in her wake, and sweetness clingeth to her like perfume. A dove in form, a queen in bearing, she is beauty not merely worn, but breathed—a vision not seen, but felt by the soul.