Ethereal Waltz
Reflection
In the velvet darkness, she dances alone,
A vision of elegance, a heart of stone.
Her dress, a swirling mist of rose and white,
Echoes the beauty of a forgotten night.
With every step, a tale of sorrow's told,
Her movements fluid, like a river's gold.
The shadows dance upon the wall,
As she twirls, her spirit begins to enthrall.
In this moment, she is free and wild,
A fleeting glimpse of a beauty undefiled.
Her beauty is a reflection of the soul,
A dance between light and darkness, whole.
The roses on her dress, like tears, do fall,
As she loses herself, beyond them all.
In the stillness, her heart beats fast,
A rhythm that echoes through the past.
With every step, a memory is made,
A moment captured, forever displayed.