Rose Noir

In the shadows, she stands, a vision of elegance and poise, A red rose in her hair, a symbol of passion and joys. Her eyes closed, lost in thought, her lips a vibrant red, A stark contrast to the monochrome world around her, she's a vision ahead. The soft light dancing on her skin, a gentle caress, A sense of serenity, a moment of quiet happiness. The rose, a token of love, a sign of her inner fire, A flame that burns bright, a heart that aspires. In this moment, she's free, untethered and wild, A spirit unbound, a soul undefiled. The world around her fades, as she becomes the light, A beacon in the darkness, a guiding sight.