Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the embrace of crimson petals, a soul ascends,
A canvas of passion where beauty and mystery blend.
The woman's gaze, a silent plea, a whispered song,
Her eyes closed, yet her spirit soars, a timeless longing.
Roses, the heralds of love and loss, surround her,
Their thorns a reminder of life's bittersweet cost.
Her skin, a canvas of light and shadow, tells a story,
Of dreams unspoken, yet eternally free to fly.
In this moment, she is both the giver and the receiver,
A symbol of transformation, a beacon of forever.
Let her be your guide, dear viewer, as you navigate your own path,
For in her eyes, you may find the courage to embrace the truth of your own heart.