Rose Noir
Reflection
In the shadows, she finds her strength,
A rose in her hair, a story to be told.
With eyes closed, she savors the moment,
Her red lips, a promise of passion untold.
The wind whispers secrets in her ear,
As she stands, a vision, beyond fear.
Her black dress, a canvas of elegance,
A masterpiece, a work of art, in reverence.
The rose, a symbol of love and desire,
A flame that burns, a heart on fire.
In this moment, she is free and wild,
A spirit untamed, a soul undefiled.
The light dances, upon her skin,
A gentle caress, a love within.
Her beauty, a gift, a treasure to behold,
A rose in bloom, a story to be told.