Ethereal Crimson Veil
Reflection
Beneath the crimson shroud, a soul unfurls,
A silent whisper in the depths of night.
The veil of red, a symbol of her truth,
A guardian of secrets, both fierce and bright.
Her gaze, a mirror of the universe's grace,
Reflects the stars that dance in her eyes.
The shadows play upon her porcelain face,
A canvas where the soul's story lies.
The red, a talisman of courage untold,
A flame that burns where fear once reigned.
It speaks of strength, of love, of bold,
A beacon in the chaos of the mind.
In her presence, the world slows its pace,
A moment frozen in eternal grace.
The crimson veil, a symbol of her race,
A timeless beauty, both fierce and chaste.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her embrace,
For in her eyes, your own soul you'll find.
The crimson veil, a journey's sacred trace,
A path to transformation, pure and kind.