Rose Serenade
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A vision of beauty drifts away,
A maiden fair, with lips of red,
Among the roses, her spirit is fed.
The flowers, like passionate sighs,
Dance around her, a lover's surprise,
Their velvet petals, soft as skin,
Invite the senses to step within.
Her eyes, like moonlit seas, serene,
Reflect the beauty she's seen,
The roses, a symbol of her heart,
A love that's strong, and will never depart.
In this still moment, she is free,
A goddess, wild, and full of glee,
The roses, a crown upon her head,
A testament to the beauty she's bred.