Midnight Bloom

In the shadows, she stands, a vision of mystery and allure, Her dark hair cascades, a waterfall of night's pure. The red roses, like rubies, shine with secret delight, As she inhales their fragrance, her senses take flight. Her lace gown whispers secrets, of a beauty untold, A midnight bloom, unfolding, young and bold. The soft light dances, upon her skin so fair, A gentle caress, that only whispers, 'You are rare.' In this moment, she is free, a spirit unconfined, A heart that beats, with a love, so divine. The roses, like her, a mystery, a tale untold, A symbol of passion, that forever will unfold. In the stillness, she finds, a peace, so deep, A connection to the earth, a soul that sleeps. And when she rises, a new dawn will break, And with it, a new tale, of love, for her sake.