Eternal Rose Whisper

In the embrace of crimson petals, she rests, A vision of serenity, a soul at peace. The red roses whisper secrets of love and loss, Their thorns a reminder of life's sharp edges. Her eyes closed, her lips a bold red, A silent testament to passion untamed. The contrast of black and white frames her grace, A timeless beauty, a muse of dreams. This is not just a portrait, but a journey, A mirror reflecting the depths of our own souls. The roses, her crown, her armor, her sanctuary, Speak of resilience, of beauty in decay. In her stillness, we find our own truths, A reminder that in darkness, light still thrives. This is the eternal whisper of the rose, A call to embrace the duality of life.