Rose Enchantress
Reflection
In the shadows, she blooms like a rose in darkness,
Her beauty is a flame that flickers with every glance.
The red roses in her hair, a symbol of passion's fire,
As she gazes into the distance, her soul aspires.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle caress,
Revealing the contours of a face both strong and tender, a true finesse.
Her lips, a promise of secrets kept and tales untold,
Invite the viewer into a world of mystery and gold.
With every glance, she weaves a spell of enchantment and might,
A rose enchantress, captivating hearts in the still of night.
Her presence is a whispered promise, a gentle breeze that soothes the soul,
A moment of beauty, frozen in time, making the heart and spirit whole.