Eternal Rose Veil

Beneath the veil of crimson roses, a soul ascends, A silent symphony of shadows and light. The woman's gaze, a mirror of the infinite, Whispers secrets of the heart, untold and bright. Her form, a canvas of mystery and grace, A testament to the beauty of the unseen. The roses, a crown of passion and power, Speak of love, of loss, and of dreams unseen. In the darkness, her presence is a flame, A beacon guiding the lost through the night. The red petals, a talisman of life's essence, A reminder that beauty can pierce the light. This is not just a portrait, but a journey, A path where the viewer becomes the seen. For in her eyes, we find our own reflection, And in her roses, our souls are set free.