🎨 Hello, dear artists!
A mandala blooms upon her face,
A sacred map in silken grace.
Lines like whispers trace her skin,
Where art and soul begin within.
Petals curl near lips so sweet,
Colors pulse with every heartbeat.
Her eyes, two lanterns, calm and deep,
Hold secrets soft and dreams that sleep.
Each curve, a kiss the light has drawn—
A living canvas, dusk to dawn.
Come closer now… the painting’s on.
Ready? It’s a moment just for you. Enjoy it! 🖼️🖌️
