Scent of Surrender
Reflection
In the soft glow of solitude, she finds her peace,
A rose's gentle kiss, a moment's release.
The world outside fades, as she inhales deep,
The sweet fragrance that her soul does keep.
Her eyes closed, her heart open wide,
She lets the beauty of the moment be her guide.
The delicate petals, a tender caress,
A symbol of love, in quiet, dark recess.
In this stillness, she finds her strength,
A moment's peace, where love does length.
The rose, a mirror to her soul,
Reflecting the beauty that makes her whole.