Dark red, a cloak that she dons,A mysterious aura upon her dawns,Head-turning beauty that mystifies,A seductive lady who captivates each pair of eyes. Flashing the sort of smile that ensnares,Taunting, teasing, yet wild and free,Illusive glimpses of soulful glows,But with a hint of mischief to tantalize. She stands like a dream, cloaked in red,A beguiling lady, the envy of all others alas,Mysterious and elusive, to some adored,But forever truthfully, dark red, the seductive lady.