In dim-lit glow, she walks with grace,

A flowing orange dress in place.

Structured, bold, with skirts that sweep,

Below her knees, the folds do leap.

The bodice sleek, sleeveless and fine,

A silhouette in perfect line.

At her waist, a sculpted bow,

A flower blooms in graceful flow.

Jewel or bloom, a glimmer bright,

Adorns her waist in soft delight.

Each step, in neutral heels she takes,

The dress commands, no sound it makes.

The runway dark, the light aglow,

All eyes on her, all faces show

A high design, both art and form,

Elegance that breaks the norm.

With sculpted grace, and vibrant hue,

The dress, a masterpiece in view.

Bold and chic, in light’s embrace,

A work of fashion’s finest grace.