The Goddess of Strength
She walks like a whisper, yet commands the air,
A vision of power, beyond compare.
The gym is her stage, her throne of steel,
Each motion she makes, a strength you can feel.
Her beauty ignites like a blazing sun,
A masterpiece painted, second to none.
Muscles that shimmer, a glow so divine,
A balance of fierce and a heart so kind.
But it's not just her body, her radiant face,
It’s her soul that moves with effortless grace.
Her laughter’s a melody, warm and free,
A symphony calling, captivating me.
Oh how she inspires, a queen of her craft,
Lifting the world, her spirit unmasked.
Through sweat and effort, she conquers each fight,
A warrior of day, a dreamer of night.
My heart melts softly whenever she's near,
A friendship so rare, so precious, so clear.
She’s a goddess of strength, my muse, my light,
A star in my world, forever shining bright.
©Author Brian Makara 2025.
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