A sight without a caption

Crimson roses, in a pure black ocean
Swirling and whirling, a breathtaking motion
A scenic grandeur, found only in fiction
She was a sight, without a caption

A curly curtain, hiding her gaze
The old brown hat, shadowing her face
Rose red blushes, showering with rays
She lifted me up, from a lonesome maze

The face of a princess, an angel's heart
Descended from heaven, to portray her part
With a ring in the middle, she waved in art
Everything froze, my heart got a start

I drifted to her, like a moth to a flare
Her eyes wispered, in a blissful glare
She showed me life, a way so rare
And boy, it was perfect, love was in the air!