Midnight Bloom
Reflection
In the shadowed light, she stands as a rose in bloom,
A midnight beauty, with petals of perfume.
Her lips, a crimson whisper, inviting and bold,
As she gazes upwards, her story unfold.
The roses, like her spirit, untamed and free,
A symbol of passion, wild and carefree.
With every glance, a tale of mystery is spun,
A dance of light and shadow, forever begun.
In her eyes, a deep and endless night,
A world of dreams, where love takes flight.
The darkness whispers secrets, of a heart so true,
A beauty that lies within, forever shining through.
Her presence is a gift, a treasure to behold,
A midnight bloom, with a story to be told.
In the stillness, she finds her strength,
A rose in the shadows, at her own length.