Prompt:
**Paradise Bliss**
At the dawn where stars first whispered,
A universe brushed in the hues of birth,
Butterflies ignite the emerald silence—
Wings painted in colors never seen on Earth.
Birdsong drifts through sapphire air,
Weaving gold around the trunks of time;
In this forest, the Princess reigns—
Her gaze, a gentle, ancient rhyme.
Beside her stands the Forest King,
Crowned in moss and morning dew,
Their love, the spark that set the world
To blossom, bright and new.
A woman—charming, blonde, with oceans in her eyes,
Her hair a waterfall of moonlit threads,
She moves in a dress spun from dawn itself—
Mistress of wild, where every green thing treads.
Mother Nature, fierce and tender,
Cradles a squirrel of dazzling light—
Her fur, a galaxy of diamonds,
Each glint a wish, a hope, a flight.
In her presence: felicità—pure, alive,
A joy that makes the river sing.
She is indescribable beauty’s form,
Paradise and bliss in everything.
Elusive as a dream at sunrise,
She slips between the shadows and the sun—
Alluring, magical, soft as dew—
A miracle, a mystery, the only one.
The squirrel girl sparkles, diamond-bright—
A marvel of wonder, wild and free;
Unique, she dances in the first creation
Where soul and starlight come to be.
Here, in this forest before all others,
Where butterflies and birds compose the sky,
A girl of light, uncatchable as wind—
Paradise, bliss, and beauty that will never die.
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