Hyacinth

Search for the virgin nymph, gracefully rising from the glimmering lake in the dew-drenched, misty morn. Her shiny, auburn hair, adorned with lilies and gardenias, gently caresses her sun-kissed complexion. The evergreen leaves of the trees of spring sway in greeting, and the morning birds chirp the song of admiration, as she sits on the cool grass, and gently runs her finger tips across the petals of the hyacinths, like the fluttering of butterfly wings.