Description
Her eyes are windows onto an unspoken night,
green as an oasis born in the heart of sand,
holding the falcon's stillness and the desert's ancient hush.
Her black veil is thread spun from shadow and silk,
concealing the face yet betraying the secret in her gaze —
as though beauty, once hidden, only burns brighter.
On her wrist, a bracelet of aged gold
carries the carvings of ancestors and the tales of caravans,
and at her chest, a silver pendant cradles a ruby stone,
like a drop of blood dried