Rose Serenade
Reflection
In the soft glow of the window's light,
A vision of beauty, a wondrous sight.
Her lips, a rosebud's promise sweet,
Her eyes, a mystery, a secret to keep.
The rose in her hair, a symbol of love,
A token of passion, sent from above.
Her black lace dress, a subtle delight,
A contrast to the rose, a wondrous sight.
In this moment, she is free and fair,
A goddess of beauty, beyond compare.
The light dances on her skin so bright,
Illuminating the beauty, a pure delight.
Her presence is a gift, a treasure to see,
A moment of magic, for you and me.
So let us bask in the beauty of this sight,
And let the rose serenade, be our gentle night.