In ancient realms of myth and lore,
There stands a goddess, regal and pure,
Clad in flowing garments of Grecian grace,
A vision of divinity, a celestial embrace.
Her robes, like whispers of a forgotten time,
Gently caress her form, a poetry in rhyme,
With each step she takes, elegance unfolds,
A goddess in Greek attire, her story untold.
In drapes of ivory, she embodies grace,
A celestial presence, with beauty to embrace,
Her garments, adorned with intricate designs,
Capturing the essence of ancient divine.
A crown of laurel rests upon her head,
Symbolic of wisdom, the virtues she has tread,
Her eyes, pools of wisdom, with a timeless glow,
Reflecting the depths of knowledge she bestows.
From her shoulders cascade fabrics of silk,
Flowing with ethereal grace, as if dipped in milk,
They sway with each movement, a celestial dance,
A symphony of elegance, captivating in every glance.
Her dress, a canvas, painted with stories of old,
Depicting tales of valor, of love, and battles bold,
In its folds, the ancient gods and goddesses reside,
A tribute to the pantheon, where mythologies collide.
In her presence, mortals are humbled and awed,
As she walks among them, a celestial applaud,
Her aura radiates, a divine glow,
A goddess in Greek clothes, a sight to behold.
So let us pay homage to this goddess grand,
With her Grecian attire, as if kissed by sand,
In her flowing robes, she reigns supreme,
A symbol of beauty, a celestial dream.
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