She lay across the bed, dressed in delicate white underwear.
The sheets embraced her like a soft cloud.
Sunlight poured through the curtains, painting her in gold.
Her breathing was calm, steady, and serene.
She stretched slowly, enjoying the quiet of the room.
The whiteness of the fabric mirrored the purity of the morning.
Her thoughts drifted between dreams and reality.
The world outside felt distant, almost forgotten.
In her stillness, there was both elegance and allure.
The girl in white underwear was a vision of peace.