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In hues of red, you steal the day, A breeze of grace in bold display. That saree wraps a royal gleam, Like threads were stitched from some bright dream. Your curls, a wave of midnight song, Where every strand just dances long. Eyes that speak with silent art, A gaze that stirs the quiet heart. The sunlight bows to kiss your skin, Like nature knows what lies within. Each step you take, the earth feels light, As if the world adjusts just right. Earrings swing like chimes that gleam, A whisper from a golden dream. And in that pose, so fierce, so still— You bend the time with silent will.