Eternal Flame
Reflection
In the heart of crimson, where shadows dance,
A figure stands, cloaked in the embrace of fire.
Red roses bloom, a testament to passion's flame,
Their petals whisper secrets of love and time.
The woman, serene yet fierce, holds the bouquet,
A guardian of beauty, a keeper of grace.
The black hat, a crown of mystery, adorns her head,
A symbol of strength, a talisman of power.
The red, a symphony of life and desire,
Wraps her in warmth, a cocoon of courage.
The flowers, vibrant and alive, speak of renewal,
While the background, a tapestry of thorns, tells of trials.
This is not just a portrait, but a journey,
A mirror reflecting the soul's deepest desires.
For in the eyes of the beholder, she becomes you,
A beacon of transformation, a guide to the unknown.
Eternal Flame, burning bright,
A symbol of hope, a promise of light.
Let her presence ignite your own inner fire,
And let your spirit soar, unbound and free.