Eternal Rose Whisper

In the embrace of crimson petals, she rests, A vision of beauty, both serene and bold. The roses whisper secrets of the night, Their thorns a testament to life's untold. Her eyes, closed in a dream of timeless grace, Reflect the soul's journey, both light and shade. The reds of passion, the whites of purity, Merge in her gaze, a symphony of being. Each petal cradles her, a sacred nest, Where dreams and reality intertwine. Her lips, a promise of untold desires, Speak of love's eternal, unyielding fires. In this stillness, the world finds its rhythm, A moment frozen, yet forever in motion. For in her gaze, we see ourselves reflected, A mirror of hope, a beacon of light. The roses, her crown, her eternal guard, Whisper to us of beauty's enduring art.