Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision blooms, a rose-tinted reverie, where petals unfold like the pages of a secret diary.
Her lips, a crimson whisper, beckon the night, as the roses in her hair weave a tale of love and longing.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle caress, illuminating the contours of a beauty both fierce and fragile.
In this moment, she is a rose in full bloom, her spirit unbound, her heart aflame.
The darkness is her solace, the roses her solace, and in their depths, she finds her truth.