Eternal Rose Whisper
Reflection
In the embrace of crimson petals, she rests,
A vision of beauty, both fierce and soft.
Her gaze, a mirror of the soul's deepest desires,
A silent symphony of secrets untold.
The roses, vibrant and alive, cradle her form,
A testament to life's fleeting yet eternal grace.
Her skin, a canvas of shadows and light,
A dance of contrasts, a story untamed.
In her eyes, the world finds its reflection,
A portal to realms where dreams take flight.
The roses, her crown, her armor, her shield,
A symbol of love, of passion, of life.
She is the keeper of secrets, the guardian of hope,
A muse for those who dare to dream.
In her presence, time stands still,
A moment frozen in the embrace of eternity.
For she is the eternal rose whisper,
A beacon of beauty, a guide to the soul's true path.