Midnight Petals
Reflection
In the whispering darkness, she stands alone,
Her raven tresses dancing, like shadows thrown.
The red roses, a fiery kiss upon her skin,
As she inhales their scent, her heart begins to win.
The world around her fades, a blurred haze,
As she loses herself in the rose's gentle ways.
In this intimate moment, she is free to be,
A mystic bride, entwined with mystery.
The roses, a symbol of love's eternal flame,
Guiding her through the darkness, to a lover's name.
Her eyes closed, her soul exposed, she is laid bare,
A canvas of emotions, for the heart to share.
In this serene and contemplative pose, she finds her peace,
A midnight reverie, where love's secrets release.