Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision of beauty lies, adorned with roses, her eyes closed, her spirit sighs.
The red blooms entwined in her hair, a symbol of passion, of love, of despair.
Her lips, a flush of crimson, inviting and divine, a gentle smile, a whispered promise, a heart's rhyme.
The light dances upon her skin, a soft caress, a lover's touch, a tender kiss.
In this moment, she is free, her soul soaring, her heart beating with wild glee.
The roses, a crown, a symbol of her might, a reminder of the beauty, the pain, the fight.