Ruby Enigma

In the depths of crimson, a mystery unfolds, A figure veiled, with secrets untold. Eyes like sapphires, piercing through the night, A soul on fire, with a gentle light. The red cloak wraps, a symbol of her might, A guardian of dreams, in the dark of night. Her gaze is piercing, a window to the heart, A reflection of the depths that never part. In this portrait, a story is revealed, Of a woman shrouded, with a spirit unsealed. The artist's brush, a master of its craft, Has woven a tale, of a mystery to be drafted. The red fabric flows, like a river's stream, A path to the unknown, where secrets beam. In this work of art, a world is created, Where the subject's essence, is forever related.