Sisters of the Thorn
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
Two sisters entwine, in love's sweet way.
Their habits worn, a symbol of their vow,
Yet, in each other's arms, they find their now.
The thorn above, a crown of twisted fate,
A symbol of their love, both strong and great.
Their smiles, a whispered promise, a gentle hush,
As they sit together, in a love that's flush.
Their eyes, a window to their soul's deep sea,
Reflecting the love, that's meant to be.
In this digital realm, their love's on display,
A testament to love, that comes what may.
Their robes, a blend of modesty and desire,
A paradox of love, that sets their hearts on fire.
The artist's skill, a masterful display,
Of love, in all its forms, in a digital way.