Moonlit Mirage
A woman sits in shallow water at night, wearing a shimmering blue dress that reflects light from an unseen source.
Poem: Moonlit Mirage In the velvet embrace of night, where shadows weave their delicate tales, she sits—a siren cradled by the whispers of the water's edge.
Her gown, a cascade of sapphire dreams, shimmers with the secrets of the moon, as if stitched from the fabric of a thousand twinkling stars. It wraps around her like a lover's promise, flowing with the grace of liquid silk, catching the light from an unseen sun, an ethereal glow that dances upon its folds.
Her hair, rich and brown as autumn's whisper, spills like a waterfall down her back, a cascade of sepia that mingles with the night air. Each strand tells stories of windswept journeys and hidden desires, the kind only the night can unveil.
She rests, her delicate hands poised upon her knees, a goddess at the threshold of dreams. The water embraces her feet, the liquid silver brushing her skin with its cool, gentle kiss, as if to say,
About Moonlit Mirage: A surreal portrait of a woman appearing in a dreamlike state, her gown catching the luminescence of studio lights reminiscent of moonlit waters, enigmatic and graceful.
© Yenra 2025
