Masquerade Sisters
Reflection
In the veil of night, two sisters entwine,
Their masks a golden glow, a secret divine.
With eyes cast down, they hide their sight,
And in their beauty, a mystic dance takes flight.
Their dresses, a canvas of crimson and white,
Unfurl like petals, a delicate, sensual light.
The one in red, a fiery spirit, bold and free,
The other, in white, a gentle soul, serene as can be.
Together they sway, a harmonious, ethereal spin,
Their masks, a symbol of the secrets they hold within.
In this masquerade, they find their truth revealed,
A bond of sisterhood, their hearts forever sealed.
Their beauty is a reflection of their inner grace,
A mystic allure, that beckons to the mystic space.
In their masked gaze, a story unfolds,
Of two souls connected, young and old.