Rose Noir

In the shadows, she stands, a vision of elegance and poise, With a rose in her hair, a symbol of beauty and joys. Her white dress, a canvas of purity and light, Contrasts with the darkness, a striking, dramatic sight. Her profile, a masterpiece, a work of art divine, A beauty to behold, a treasure to entwine. The red rose, a passion that burns like fire, A flame that flickers, a heart that aspires. In this moment, she is frozen in time, A snapshot of beauty, a memory to cling. The darkness surrounds her, a mysterious shroud, But she shines bright, a star that is proud. Her beauty is a gift, a treasure to behold, A treasure that is rare, a story to be told. In this image, she is a work of art, A masterpiece that touches the heart.