The future of beauty I

 

In the future, there lived a beauty rare, A vision of grace, with a captivating stare. Her hair, a halo of silver and gold, Her eyes, like diamonds, shining bold.

Her skin, so flawless, glowed with a gentle light, Her presence, a solace, in the midst of night. With every step, she moved with such ease, A symphony of grace, a sight to please.

In her heart, a wisdom, beyond her years, A vision of hope, free of doubts and fears. A soul so pure, it could light up the dark, A shining star, leaving her mark.

She walked among the stars, with poise and grace, A wonder to behold, a vision of a new age.