In moonlight's tender, silver gleam, Lies Jayne, a dream in every seam. Her hair, a cascade of silken grey, Whispers stories of night and day. Curves that dance to time's sweet song, A silhouette, where desires belong. Hourglass magic, a timeless grace, In her embrace, a sacred place. Every part, a cherished art, Every beat, a piece of heart. Now and forever, love's gentle decree, In Jayne's embrace, eternity.