Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision of beauty lies,
With rose entwined in her golden surprise,
Eyes closed, as if in silent prayer,
Her lips, a crimson flush, beyond compare.
The lace upon her skin, a delicate dance,
A somber elegance, a melancholy trance,
The red rose, a symbol of heart's deep fire,
A fleeting beauty, a moment's highest desire.
In this stillness, a story unfolds,
Of love, loss, and beauty that never grows old.
A moment captured, a memory to hold,
A rose requiem, a beauty to behold.