Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision of beauty lies,
With roses woven, a gentle surprise.
Eyes closed, lips parted, a moment's peace,
A fleeting glance, a soul's release.
The light dances, a soft, golden glow,
Upon her skin, a warm, ethereal flow.
The red roses, a symbol of love's fire,
A burning passion, a heart's deep desire.
In this still moment, she is free,
A vision of serenity, for you and me.
The darkness fades, as light takes hold,
A beauty born, of shadows cold.
The roses whisper, a gentle hue,
A requiem for love, both old and new.