Ember Soul

In fiery locks, a spirit glows, With freckles scattered, like autumn's sown, Her eyes, like lanterns, bright and bold, Reflecting depths, where stories unfold. A gaze that pierces, with warmth and light, A heart that beats, with passion's might, The softness of her skin, a canvas fair, A map of character, beyond compare. In every glance, a tale is spun, Of trials faced, and victories won, A soul on fire, with dreams aflame, A being fierce, with a gentle name. Her presence whispers, of stories untold, Of a beauty, that never grows old, A mystique, that draws and inspires, A connection, that heart and soul require.