Luminous Enchantress

In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play, A vision emerges, ethereal and gray. A woman stands, surrounded by candlelight's glow, Her dress a whirl of orange, like autumn's leaves in tow. The chandelier above, a crown of golden fire, Suspends her in mid-air, a mystic, heart's desire. The forest whispers secrets, as leaves rustle and sway, As she embodies the magic, in this enchanted day. With every step, a tale unfolds, of wonder and might, A testament to the beauty, that shines with inner light. In this surreal landscape, where reality blurs and fades, The luminous enchantress reigns, with an ethereal shade. Her presence is a gift, a treasure to behold, A symbol of the magic, that lies within, untold. With every glance, the heart beats faster, with a mystic thrill, As the luminous enchantress weaves, her spell of wonder still.