The Rose Queen
Reflection
In the darkness, she blooms with fierce elegance,
Her crown of red roses, a symbol of her strength.
With eyes closed, she embodies serenity and might,
A vision of beauty, in the still of night.
The roses envelop her, a tender, thorny grasp,
Protecting the beauty that within her lies.
Her lips, a deep crimson, a promise of passion's fire,
As she stands, a goddess, her spirit aspires.
In this moment, she is free, untethered and wild,
A spirit of courage, in a world undefiled.
The roses, a halo, a sign of her inner light,
Guiding her path, through the darkest of nights.
With every petal, a story unfolds,
Of resilience, of hope, of a heart that's made of gold.
She is the rose queen, a vision to behold,
A testament to the power that lies within, untold.