Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadow of the rose, she stands alone,
A vision of beauty, a heart of stone.
Her lips, a whispered promise, her eyes, a distant sea,
A mystic silence, a world of reverie.
The red rose in her hair, a symbol of her name,
A fleeting beauty, a moment's flame.
In the stillness, she finds her peace,
A world away, her soul releases.
The light dances upon her skin,
A gentle caress, a lover's kin.
In this moment, she is free to be,
A rose in bloom, a soul set free.