Midnight Rose
Reflection
In the stillness of the night, she stands alone,
With a rose that whispers secrets, and a heart that's home.
The darkness wraps around her, a velvet shroud,
As she breathes in the fragrance, her spirit avowed.
The red rose, a symbol of passion, of love and of fire,
Guides her through the shadows, to a heart's deepest desire.
Her eyes closed, she inhales, the scent that fills the air,
And in the silence, she finds a beauty beyond compare.
The soft light dancing on her skin, a gentle caress,
Reveals a beauty, that's both fierce and a gentle finesse.
In this moment, she is free, a spirit wild and true,
A midnight rose, blooming in the darkness, shining through.