Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A vision dances, lost in rose-filled day. The woman's form, a gentle, flowing stream, As petals fall, like tears, a romantic dream. The dress, a whisper of silk and light, Catches the sun's last rays, a wistful sight. In this still moment, time stands still, As beauty's essence, the heart doth fill. The roses, like rubies, red and bright, Adorn the scene, a lover's tender might. The floor, a canvas, of golden glow, Reflects the beauty, as the heart doth know. In this serene, and peaceful place, The soul finds solace, a gentle, loving space. The woman's spirit, free and wild and bright, Dances with roses, in the fading light.