Crimson Elegy

In crimson hue, she stands serene, A vision of elegance, a heart unseen. With flowers in hand, a bouquet so fine, She embodies grace, a beauty divine. Her attire, a dress of vibrant red, Echoes the blooms, in her gentle tread. The background, a canvas of orange deep, With branches entwined, in a floral sleep. The black hair, a tower, a majestic sight, Contrasts with skin, of porcelain light. Her eyes closed, in a moment's peace, A moment's reverie, in a world to cease. The red flowers, a symbol of love and might, In her embrace, a tender, gentle light. The image, a blend, of art and design, A fusion of styles, a beauty to define. In this portrait, a story unfolds, Of a woman, with a heart that's bold.