"In the realm of beauty, a woman stood tall,
Her eyes like diamonds, she enchanted all.
Yet deep within her, a secret she bore,
A heartless facade, an enigma to explore.
Her smile was a spell, her grace unmatched,
But love's true meaning, she'd often dispatched.
For in her chest, no beating heart did reside,
Yet in love's dance, she chose to confide.
She moved through life, a mesmerizing sight,
Intriguing all with her captivating light.
But behind her eyes, a mystery lay,
Could a heartless soul truly love, they'd say?
She felt love's pull, a force she couldn't evade,
In its tender embrace, she was gently swayed.
Her love was pure, devoid of earthly ties,
A paradox in beauty's alluring guise.
For though she lacked a heart, she felt love's flame,
In its passionate depths, she found her name.
A gorgeous enigma, a paradox of art,
A woman in love, with no heart from the start.
In her, a lesson, love's power revealed,
It's not in the organ, but in how it's sealed.
For even the heartless, in love, can thrive,
In its boundless magic, they come alive."
