Shadow Embrace

In twilight's hush, where darkness reigns, A figure lies, in mystic pains. Entwined by shadows, dark and deep, Her form, a canvas, secrets keep. The blackened branches, like skeletal hands, Cradle her, in a lover's gentle stands. A spider's kiss, upon her breast, A symbol of the mysteries she's possessed. Her hair, a river, flowing free, A cascade of night, wild and carefree. The architecture, a Gothic sigh, Echoes the mystery, passing by. In this dark womb, she finds her nest, A place of power, where shadows rest. The artwork whispers, of a tale untold, Of a woman, with a story to unfold. Her eyes, closed, in a peaceful sleep, As the darkness, her vigil keeps. In this serene, yet haunting scene, Lies a world, of mystic dream.