Midnight Rose Solace

In the stillness of the night, she stands alone, A vision in black, with red roses overthrown, Her back to the world, her soul on display, A contemplative heart, in a world far away. The city sleeps, with lights that softly gleam, Reflections dance upon the water's dream, The pillars stand, like sentinels of old, Guarding the secrets, of a heart that's cold. The rose in her hair, a symbol of her pain, A reminder of love, that remains in vain, The red dress flows, like a river's stream, A symbol of passion, that's lost its dream. In this moment, she is free to roam, In the realm of her thoughts, where she is home, The world outside fades, as she gazes away, Into the night, where her heart can stay.