Rose Requiem

In the depths of crimson, she finds solace, A sea of roses, her heart's dark ocean. With lips that whisper secrets to the night, She dances with shadows, a waltz of delight. The roses, like tears, fall from her hair, As she succumbs to the beauty that's there. In this world of red, she's free to roam, Where petals unfold like the pages of a poem. Her eyes, closed to the world outside, Drink in the beauty that she cannot hide. In this reverie, she's lost and found, A mystic bride, in a world unbound. The roses, they whisper truths to her soul, Of love, loss, and the heart's dark role. In their depths, she sees her own story told, A tale of passion, of heartbreak, of gold. And when she rises, like a phoenix from the night, She's reborn, with the roses' beauty shining bright.