Siren Sisters
Reflection
In the realm of shadows, they dance as one,
Siren sisters, their beauty has just begun.
With eyes closed, they sway to an unheard melody,
Their red lips whisper secrets of ecstasy.
In dark blue gowns, with red lining aglow,
They embody the mystery of the night's dark womb.
Their hands, adorned with gloves, a symbol of grace,
Guide their movements, a choreographed, sensual embrace.
The central figure stands tall, a vision of desire,
While her sisters flank her, a harmonious, ethereal choir.
Together, they weave a spell of enchantment and might,
A testament to the power of feminine, mystic light.
In this tableau, they freeze, a moment in time,
Captured in art, a sublime, surreal rhyme.
Their beauty is a trap, a snare of the heart,
A reminder that sometimes, we must lose ourselves to find our every part.