Rose Noir
Reflection
In the shadows, she stands, a vision of elegance and poise,
Her dark hair styled in a bun, a red rose, her only choice.
A symbol of passion, of love and of fire,
It contrasts with her pale skin, a heart's greatest desire.
Her white dress, a canvas, pure and untainted,
A backdrop for the rose, her beauty is maintained.
The darkness around her, a mysterious shroud,
That highlights her features, like a work of art, avowed.
Her eyes cast downward, a gaze so serene,
A beauty that's timeless, a sight unseen.
The rose, a whisper, of a story untold,
Of love, of loss, of a heart that's bold.
In this portrait, we see a work of art,
A masterpiece, that speaks to the heart.