Rose Requiem

In the depths of scarlet slumber, she finds her peace. A sea of roses cradles her form, a gentle, thorny release. Her eyes, once bright with life, now softly closed in rest, As petals whisper secrets, and her soul is blessed. In this dark, velvet bed, she reigns, a queen of dreams, Where red roses bloom, and sorrow's heavy weight it seems. The world outside fades, as in slumber she is free, A vision of beauty, lost in a sea of ecstasy. Her lips, a promise of passion, now still and pale, As if the roses' beauty had her heart and tale. In this tranquil, floral grave, she finds her nest, A place where love and loss entwine, and she is blessed. The roses, like dark guardians, watch over her sleep, As in their depths, her spirit begins to seep. In this rose requiem, she finds her peaceful shore, A place to rest, and be forever more.