Midnight Bloom
Reflection
In the shadows, she unfurls like a rose in darkness,
Her beauty is a whispered promise, a secret kept.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle lover's caress,
As she turns, her profile a silhouette of elegance.
The roses in her hair, a symbol of passion and fire,
A fleeting glimpse of a soul that burns with inner desire.
Her eyes, like sapphires shining bright in the night,
Reflect the mystery of a heart that beats with quiet might.
In this moment, she is a work of art, a masterpiece of light and shadow,
A testament to the beauty that lies just beyond the edge of sight.
The world around her fades, a blurred and distant hum,
As she stands, a vision of loveliness, a dream that's just begun.
Her presence is a gift, a treasure to behold,
A reminder that beauty is a gift that never grows old.