Midnight Bloom
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
a maiden sits, her beauty standing tall.
A midnight rose, with petals dark as night,
held gently in her hand, a symbol of her plight.
Her raven tresses cascade, a waterfall of night,
framing a face, a canvas of gentle, ethereal light.
The rose, a token of love, of passion, of the heart,
contrasts with her attire, a mourning work of art.
In this serene, melancholic scene, we find
A reflection of the soul, where love and sorrow entwine.
The rose, a reminder of beauty and of pain,
A symbol of the heart's deep, abiding refrain.
In her gaze, a world of emotion, a depth so true,
A connection to the heart, a moment to renew.