Rose Noir Elegy

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A maiden stands, lost in contemplation's thrall. Her gaze, a window to the soul's deep sea, Reflects the city's twinkling lights, like stars set free. The rose, a symbol of love's fiery core, Adorns her hair, a fleeting beauty to adore. Her dress, a midnight sky, with crimson floral lace, Echoes the heart's dark mystery, a secret place. The river's gentle flow, a mirror to her mind, Echoes the beauty, peacefulness she finds. In this still moment, time stands paused in flight, As she beholds the world, bathed in soft, ethereal light. The world, a canvas, painted with hues of night, Invites the viewer, to step into her gentle sight. A moment's peace, a lifetime's memory, A beauty to cherish, a soul's serenity.