Floral Empress

In a sea of orange and red, she stands tall, A vision of elegance, a sight to behold all. Her dress a canvas, painted with flowers so bright, A fusion of art and nature, a wondrous sight. The poppies dance around her, a vibrant hue, A symbol of power, a story anew. Her gaze is steady, her presence serene, A true empress, a beauty unseen. In this world of color, she is the queen, A floral goddess, a dream unseen. The flowers whisper secrets, of a world untold, A tale of beauty, of a story to be told. Her beauty is a gift, a treasure to behold, A work of art, a masterpiece to unfold.