Midnight Rose Reverie
Reflection
In the shadows, she finds solace, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall of night.
The roses, like crimson tears, fall from her fingers, a symbol of love and loss.
Her eyes, closed in contemplation, hide the depths of her sorrow.
The soft light dances across her skin, a gentle caress, as if trying to soothe her pain.
In this moment, she is lost in thought, her beauty haunting, her presence ethereal.
The roses, a bouquet of memories, remind her of what has been and what could have been.
Her story is one of love, loss, and longing, a tale of the heart's deepest desires.