Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is surrounded by the beauty of red roses,
A sea of love and passion that gently composes,
Her lips, a deep crimson, a promise of desire,
As she rests, her soul on fire.
The roses, like tears, fall around her face,
A symbol of love's bittersweet, sacred space,
In this moment, she is free and serene,
A vision of beauty, a heart unseen.
In the stillness, she finds her peace,
A refuge from the world's wild release,
The roses' scent, a gentle breeze,
That whispers secrets, of love's sweet ease.
As she sleeps, her spirit takes flight,
In a world of dreams, where love is light,
And when she wakes, she'll find her way,
Through the roses, to a brighter day.