In shadows deep, where sigils lie,
She weaves her spells beneath the sky,
Her eyes, they hold the midnight’s gleam,
A mystique born of ancient dream.
She dances through the veils unseen,
With runes inscribed in silver sheen,
Her words, a chant, a mystic rite,
She bends the dark to shape the night.
With tarot cards and crystal sphere,
She sees the truths we hold in fear,
A touch of alchemy in her grace,
She conjures worlds from time and space.
In silence, she invokes the old,
Where whispered secrets are foretold,
The woman mystique, a hidden queen,
In every shadow, every dream.
Top Notes: Sweet Muguet, Star Jasmine, Wisteria
Middle Notes: Honey Musk, Spicy Coumarin
Bottom Notes: Radiant Amber, Orris Root