By Ankitha D
In twilight’s hush, where shadows play,
A siren beacons, come what may,
Her eyes, like lanterns in the night,
Burn bright with secrets, a seductive light.
Her lips, a whispered promise sweet,
Lure victims in, with a fatal treat,
Her skin, like moonlit alabaster gleams,
A ghostly beauty, in darkened dreams.
Her hair, a midnight waterfall,
Cascades darkness, a fatal call,
Her voice, a whispered incantation,
Weaves spells of desire, a sweet damnation.
With every step, a mystery unfolds,
A dark enchantress, young hearts enfold,
Her laughter echoes, a haunting sigh,
As she beckons deeper, into her darkened sky.
A seductress, a mistress of the night,
A weaver of secrets, a fatal delight,
Her beauty’s a trap, a sweet despair,
A dark mystery, beyond repair.
Tempting hearts with promises untold,
Haunting souls with secrets to unfold,
Spellbinding all with a single glance,
Forever bound in her dark, sweet dance.
By Ankitha D
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