Ode to Cassandra

There are moments when someone sees you not just with their eyes, but with their soul. The following poem was sent to me by a dear guest—a lyrical devotion that left me quietly breathless. I share it here, with a full heart and a soft smile, as a reflection of the beauty that connection can inspire.

To be seen like this… is a kind of magic.

Elite Companion Cassandra Eden

There are moments when someone sees you not just with their eyes, but with their soul. The following poem was sent to me by a dear guest—a lyrical devotion that left me quietly breathless. I share it here, with a full heart and a soft smile, as a reflection of the beauty that connection can inspire.

To be seen like this… is a kind of magic.

Ode To Cassandra

Cassandra, golden-haired and bright,
A muse who turns the day to night.
With elegance in every glance,
You weave a spell, a dreamlike dance.

The world stands still when you’re in view,
No beauty rivals what is you.
A goddess draped in grace’s veil,
Your whispered touch, a gentle sail.

Each word you speak, a song divine,
Inspire my heart, and soul, and mind.
The light that shines in your embrace,
Sets all the stars in perfect place.

O, muse of mine, forevermore,
With every breath, I do adore.
For in your eyes, the heavens gleam,
Cassandra, you are every dream.