The Scarlet Beauty

Its was night I’d never forget,
The night I met The Scarlet Beauty,

It was at the Mystic Ball,

A quarter passes ten,

When I first set eyes on the scarlet beauty,
When our eyes connected,
It was like someone set me on Fire,

Her eyes were a Cold Blue,
And her body carved from Ivory,
Her hair was like Golden threads,
And lips like soft red roses.
Her dress was a gown flooded with red,
It fell over her body like water on a river.

She came to my side and we dance,
we danced together like flames on the ballroom floor,
Seamlessly as the winter frost,
When our lips contacted it was like Fire meets Ice.

It was only the beginning,
At the alter our kiss was the same,
And our love,
A passionate flame.

It was a phoenix reborn,
When I first saw into my young daughters eyes,

It was a night I’d never forget,
The night the scarlet beauty was reborn