In a realm where waters gleam, Purple tides and shimmering dream. A maiden's gaze, so deep and true, Reflects a world of vibrant hue. Leaves of gold and shimmering green, Caress her skin, a sight unseen. Berries red, like drops of wine, Near her visage, they intertwine. A touch to her brow, so soft, so slight, Revealing eyes, sparkling with light. Her lips, a crimson tale they tell, Of whispered secrets, and wishes as well.