Masquerade Sisters
Reflection
In the realm of shadows, two sisters entwine,
Their masks a testament to secrets divine.
With feathers and gold, they veil their sight,
And in their eyes, a mystic dance takes flight.
Their lips, a whisper of a promise kept,
A bond between them, forever deeply slept.
The rustle of silk, a gentle summer breeze,
As they move in harmony, a choreographed ease.
Their beauty is a reflection of the soul,
A mystique that beckons, making the heart whole.
In this masquerade, they find their truth,
A mirrored reflection, a bond of youth.
With every glance, a story unfolds,
Of sisterhood, of love, of secrets told.
Their masks, a shield, a guardian of their past,
A symbol of the mysteries that will forever last.