Midnight Petals
Reflection
In the shadows, she finds solace, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall of night.
The roses, like crimson tears, fall before her, a testament to the beauty and pain that entwines her soul.
Her eyes, closed in contemplation, hide the depths of her emotions, a mystery wrapped in the soft glow of candlelight.
The lace that adorns her attire is a delicate dance of light and darkness, a reflection of the intricate balance within her.
As she bends, her form becomes one with the flowers, a union of flesh and petal, a celebration of the beauty that lies in the melancholy.
In this moment, she is a queen, reigning over a kingdom of shadows and light, her beauty a beacon that draws the eye and captures the heart.