Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of darkness, she blooms like a midnight rose, her beauty untainted by the shadows that surround her.
The roses, like crimson halos, frame her face, a testament to the passion that burns within.
Her lips, a subtle invitation, whisper secrets to the night.
As she tilts her head, the world around her fades, leaving only the gentle caress of the flowers.
In this serene moment, she is one with the roses, their beauty and her own in perfect harmony.
The darkness is not an absence of light, but a canvas upon which her radiance is painted.
She is the rose requiem, a celebration of life, love, and the beauty that lies within the shadows.