Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadow of beauty, she stands alone,
A vision of elegance, a heart of stone.
The red rose in her hair, a symbol of her past,
A reminder of love that will forever last.
Her eyes closed, as if in prayer,
Seeking solace in the beauty that's rare.
The light dances upon her skin so fair,
Highlighting the contours, beyond compare.
With every glance, a story unfolds,
Of a soul that's touched by love's tender gold.
In this moment, she is free and bright,
A fleeting glimpse of pure delight.
The world around her fades to black,
As she basks in the radiance of her own track.
A moment captured, a memory made,
A testament to the beauty she's displayed.