Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, where light dares to tread,
A visage emerges, serene yet bold, a silent thread.
Red roses bloom, a crown of passion, fierce and true,
A testament to life's enduring, timeless hue.
Her eyes, closed in repose, yet speak of worlds unseen,
A journey of the soul, where dreams and reality convene.
The petals whisper secrets, tales of love and strife,
A symphony of colors, a dance of light and life.
The darkness cradles her, a canvas of the night,
Where shadows play with light, in a dance of pure delight.
Each rose a symbol, of beauty's fleeting grace,
A reminder that in darkness, light will always chase.
This is not just a portrait, but a mirror of the soul,
A reflection of our own, in its depths to be whole.
For in her gaze, we find ourselves, our own eternal bloom,
A reminder that beauty, in its essence, is a timeless room.