Rose Serenade
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision unfolds,
A woman bathed in soft, ethereal gold.
Red roses entwined in her tresses bright,
A crown of passion, a gentle delight.
Her eyes closed, as if in reverie deep,
Her lips, a whispered promise, softly keep.
The light dances upon her skin so fair,
A gentle caress, beyond compare.
In this moment, she is free to be,
A beauty, wild and carefree.
The roses, like her spirit, bold and bright,
Shining forth, a wondrous, inner light.
In the stillness, her soul takes flight,
A rose serenade, on this, her silent night.