Eternal Flame
Reflection
In the heart of crimson, where shadows dance,
A figure stands, a beacon of grace and flame.
Red roses bloom, a symphony of life,
Their petals whisper secrets of time and strife.
The woman's gaze, a mirror of the soul,
Reflects the world in hues both bold and whole.
Her dress, a tapestry of fire and light,
A testament to beauty's eternal might.
The butterflies, a fleeting dance of air,
Carry whispers of dreams beyond compare.
Each petal, each shadow, a story untold,
A journey through the depths of the soul.
In this moment, where time seems to pause,
We see ourselves in her gaze, in her cause.
For in her eyes, we find our own truth,
A reflection of strength, of love, of youth.
Eternal Flame, a symbol of hope,
A reminder that beauty can never cope.
Through the trials of life, her light will guide,
A beacon of strength, a soul unconfined.