Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision of beauty lies,
With roses woven, a melancholy sigh.
Eyes closed, lips parted, a moment's pause,
A fleeting glimpse of a soul's deep cause.
The light dances upon her skin so fair,
A dance of shadows, a whispered prayer.
The red roses, like passion's fervent flame,
Burn bright and fierce, a love that's not tamed.
In this still moment, a story unfolds,
Of love, of loss, of dreams that have grown old.
The earrings shine, like diamonds in the night,
A reflection of the beauty, a guiding light.
In this portrait, a tale of heartache's might,
A rose requiem, a beauty, a precious sight.