Midnight Muse
Reflection
In the stillness of the night, she stands as a vision, a goddess of contemplation.
The city below, a canvas of golden lights, whispers secrets to the darkness.
Her back, bare and luminous, a moonlit glow, invites the shadows to dance.
The roses, like embers of passion, glow in the darkness, a symbol of the fire that burns within.
As she gazes into the night, her spirit soars, a midnight muse, inspiring dreams and desires.
In this moment, she is free, a creature of the night, unbound and untamed.
The world below, a distant hum, a reminder of the life she leaves behind.
The darkness, a cloak of mystery, wraps around her, a shield of solitude.
And in this solitude, she finds her strength, her beauty, her truth.