Midnight Blossom
Reflection
In the realm of shadows, a vision unfurls, a woman entwined with roses, her essence a dance of light and darkness.
Her face, a canvas of serene beauty, illuminated by the soft glow of an unseen light, her eyes closed in rapture.
The roses, crimson and vibrant, a symbol of passion and mystery, entwine her, a tender caress.
The wind whispers through her hair, a gentle lover's sigh, as the world around her fades into the background.
In this moment, she is free, a spirit unbound, a blossoming flower in the midnight garden of the soul.