A Gothic Beauty

Her eyes ignite the quiet, shadow realm,

A bright and shining star against the night;

Though dark adornments seek to overwhelm,

Her inner radiance turns the darkness bright.

Her sultry gaze captures a restless heart,

She glides with grace through shadows soft and deep;

A mysterious grace where quiet visions start,

And secrets that the gentle night will keep.

Her tempting lips, in crimson or in black,

Are framed by winged eyeliner, sharp and fine;

A subtle spell that draws the spirit back,

To seek the beauty in her dark design.

Though lingering shadows mark her chosen place,

The morning light reveals her gentle grace.