Rose Reverie

In the soft folds of darkness, a rose blooms in solitude, A symbol of passion, a heart that overflows. The gentle curve of a woman's face, a vision serene, A moment's peace, a lifetime's beauty, in a rose's sheen. Her lips, a crimson whisper, a promise unspoken, A heart that beats with the rhythm of love unbroken. The rose, a reflection of her soul, a flame that burns bright, A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light. In the stillness, she finds her strength, a quiet resolve, A determination to rise above, to let her spirit evolve. The rose, a reminder of the beauty that's within, A symbol of the power that lies, where love and courage spin.