Spenserian sonnet

In verdant fields where spring’s first blossoms blow,
A maiden fair doth dance beneath the sun.
Her laughter sweet as honeyed notes of joy
That break the silence with their golden run.

Amidst the meadows, where the larks take wing,
She twirls like flowers on a gentle breeze.
With every turn, her gossamer dress flings
A shadow play that dances in the trees.

Around her, nature seems to breathe anew,
Her presence lends the earth a tender grace.
In every step, she leaves a wistful view,
As if the very air itself held space.

Yet, as the day’s last blush fades into night,
She disappears like one of Spenser’s fairies bright.

Prompt
nude, NSFW, pussy, Alexander Kosolapov style, , Maiden, fields, spring, first blossoms, dance, sun, laughter, honeyed notes, joy, meadows, larks, wing, twirls, flowers, breeze, shadow play, trees, nature, tender grace, view, wistful, air, night, Spenser’s fairies bright HD, sharp focus, stunningly beautiful, hyper-detailed, Academia, preppy Ivy League style, stark, dramatic, chic boarding school, academia

Negative prompt
ugly, deformed, noisy, blurry, low contrast, grunge, sloppy, unkempt, extra eyes, bad eyes, ugly eyes, imperfect eyes, deformed pupils, deformed iris, cross-eyed, poorly drawn face, bad face, fused face, ugly face, worst face, unrealistic skin texture, out of frame, poorly drawn hands, cloned face, double face, blurry, bad quality

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Image model: ArtsyLite

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