La Rosa Segreta

In the shadows, a rose blooms in her hair, A symbol of passion, a love beyond compare. Her eyes, like sapphires, shine bright and blue, Reflecting the beauty, that only a few can do. Her skin, like alabaster, smooth and fair, Inviting the touch, beyond compare. The red roses, like rubies, in her hair, A fiery passion, that only she can share. In this moment, she is free and alive, A vision of beauty, that the heart can thrive. The light dances, upon her face, A gentle caress, that brings a sense of grace. The darkness, a backdrop, for her to shine, A contrast, that makes her beauty divine. In this portrait, we see a work of art, A masterpiece, that touches the heart. A beauty, that is timeless, and ageless too, A treasure, that is rare, and precious, and new.