Scarlet Enigma
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, a mystery unfolds,
A figure shrouded, with secrets untold.
Eyes that pierce the soul, like stars in the night,
A gaze that beckons, with a gentle, loving light.
The fabric flows, a river of fire and desire,
Enveloping the subject, in a passionate, burning pyre.
The background whispers, with muted, earthy tones,
A subtle contrast, to the vibrant, scarlet throne.
The subject's presence, a mystique to behold,
A tale of strength, and vulnerability to unfold.
In this portrait, a story is told,
Of a woman, shrouded, yet bold.
The red attire, a symbol of power and might,
A declaration of independence, in the still of night.
The artist's brush, a masterful stroke,
Captures the essence, of a moment, a heart that spoke.
In the silence, a message is conveyed,
A testament to the beauty, that's not swayed.