Midnight Rose
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
a woman sits, surrounded by roses' call.
Her dark dress whispers secrets to the night,
as she cradles a bloom, a symbol of her plight.
The water's edge, a mirror to her soul,
reflects the turmoil, the heart's dark role.
The roses, like her heart, are red and bright,
a fiery passion, in the dark of night.
The castle's silhouette, a backdrop grand,
a testament to dreams, and a love so planned.
The soft glow of lanterns, a gentle breeze,
stirs the atmosphere, with a lover's pleas.
In this serene scene, she finds her peace,
a moment's solace, in love's dark release.
The roses, a reminder, of love's sweet pain,
a bittersweet memory, forever to remain.