CARMA
Her eyes, like coals, burned deep and fierce,
Her hair, a midnight waterfall.
Her skin, the dusk, where shadows pierce,
Her voice, a siren's haunting call.
She moved with grace, a panther's stride,
Her spirit, wild and untamed.
A fire within, she could not hide,
A restless soul, forever flamed.
She loved the night, the moon's soft gleam,
And danced beneath the starry sky.
Lost in a passionate, waking dream,
Where earthly cares could pass her by.
But passion's flame, it burned too bright,
And consumed her in its fiery thrall.
She vanished in the fading light,
A fleeting shadow, beyond recall.
Her hair, a midnight waterfall.
Her skin, the dusk, where shadows pierce,
Her voice, a siren's haunting call.
She moved with grace, a panther's stride,
Her spirit, wild and untamed.
A fire within, she could not hide,
A restless soul, forever flamed.
She loved the night, the moon's soft gleam,
And danced beneath the starry sky.
Lost in a passionate, waking dream,
Where earthly cares could pass her by.
But passion's flame, it burned too bright,
And consumed her in its fiery thrall.
She vanished in the fading light,
A fleeting shadow, beyond recall.