Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A maiden dwells, in roses' sway,
Her eyes, like sapphires, deep and bright,
Reflect the beauty of the night.
The roses, red as passion's fire,
Crown her with love's sweet, secret desire,
Her lips, a rosebud's tender hue,
Invite the heart to dream anew.
In this dark, velvet, mystic space,
She reigns, a queen of beauty's grace,
The roses, like a lover's sigh,
Whisper secrets, as she passes by.
Her presence is a gentle breeze,
That stirs the soul, and rustles the trees,
A fleeting glimpse, a moment's peace,
In the rose requiem, her beauty release.