Midnight Rose
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play,
A maiden sits, lost in a rose-filled day.
Her dark hair flows like the night's dark stream,
As she gazes down, her heart's deep dream.
The red roses, like passionate kisses, lie
Before her, a testament to love's sweet sigh.
Her lace-clad form, a vision of ethereal grace,
Invites the soul to a contemplative space.
The light, a gentle caress, upon her face,
Reveals the beauty of a quiet, inner place.
In this serene and mystic atmosphere, we find
A reflection of our own heart's deepest mind.
The roses, symbols of love's enduring flame,
Remind us of the beauty that remains, the same.
In this moment, time stands still, and we are free
To bask in the beauty of serenity.