Shadow Embrace
Reflection
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.