Kiome

In the quiet of her solitude, Kiome stood,

A lady strong, embracing life as she should.

In self-reflection, a journey unfurled,

Discovering the essence of her own world.

Alone, yet not lonely, she found peace,

Her heart content, worries began to cease.

Through the stillness, a truth did unfold,

That happiness blooms when one's spirit is bold.

In the mirror of self-love, Kiome saw,

A radiant soul, untouched by love's flaw.

She realized the beauty of her own grace,

A foundation strong, a steady embrace.

For in the sanctuary of her own embrace,

She learned that love is not a desperate chase.

With joy within, her heart whispered the key,

To find the right one, first, one must be free.

In solitude's arms, she danced with delight,

A solo waltz under the moon's gentle light.

A symphony of self echoed in the air,

Kiome realized, she's complete and rare.

Secure in her being, a beacon so bright,

She attracted a love, pure and alight.

No longer seeking, but ready to share,

Kiome found love, a journey so rare.

Alone, she discovered, was never a loss,

But a canvas for love to paint and emboss.

In the tapestry of life, her story unfurls,

Kiome found love when she cherished her pearls.