Rose Enchantress
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A vision emerges, veiled in red,
The rose enchantress holds her sway,
A mystic beauty, softly spread.
Her eyes, like sapphires, dark and deep,
Reflect the mystery she keeps,
The roses, symbols of her mystic might,
Dance around her, a wondrous sight.
With fan and flowers, she weaves her spell,
A tale of love, of life, of secrets to tell,
In this dark world, she shines so bright,
A beacon of hope, a gentle light.
Her presence whispers, 'Beauty is power,'
A truth that resonates, hour by hour,
In every petal, a story's told,
Of strength and grace, of hearts made bold.