Crimson Veil
Reflection
Beneath the crimson veil, a soul unfolds,
A canvas of emotion, rich and bold.
The red whispers of secrets untold,
A story etched in shadows, soft and cold.
Her gaze, a mirror of the inner light,
A beacon in the night, a guiding sight.
The red shawl, a talisman of might,
Wraps her in warmth, both fierce and bright.
In her eyes, the world is held in trust,
A silent promise, a sacred trust.
The red, a symbol of life's first blush,
A flame that burns with hope and truth.
The shadows play, a dance of grace,
A symphony of light and space.
The red, a cloak of courage, pure and rare,
A testament to strength beyond compare.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her embrace,
For in her eyes, your own reflection graces.
The crimson veil, a timeless grace,
A journey of the soul, a sacred space.