Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision of beauty resides,
With roses woven, a tale of passion abides.
The lace unfurls, a delicate, dark shroud,
A woman lost, in thought, her heart avowed.
The window's gaze, a stained glass sigh,
Echoes of memories, as the light drifts by.
Her lips, a rosebud's promise, tender and bright,
A whispered secret, in the silent night.
The roses, a crown, upon her brow,
A symbol of love, in all its forms, now.
In this still moment, she is free to roam,
In the realm of dreams, where heart and soul are home.
The beauty of sorrow, in her eyes does gleam,
A melancholy serenade, a lover's gentle theme.
In the dance of shadows, she finds her peace,
A rose requiem, a love that will not cease.