Midnight Muse
Reflection
In the still of the night, she stands alone, a vision of beauty and mystery.
The city below, a twinkling canvas of lights, a backdrop for her contemplation.
The rose in her hair, a symbol of passion and love, a reminder of the beauty that lies within.
Her gaze, a window to her soul, a reflection of the thoughts that dance in her mind.
The darkness around her, a cocoon of secrecy, a shelter from the world outside.
And yet, she stands unguarded, her heart open to the night, her spirit free to roam.
In this moment, she is one with the universe, a fleeting glimpse of perfection.
The world may never see her, but in this instant, she is eternal.