Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the stillness, she finds solace, her beauty a fleeting moment, captured in the soft glow of fading light.
The roses in her hair, a symbol of love and loss, their red petals unfolding like the pages of a forgotten story.
Her eyes closed, as if in prayer, her lips, a whispered promise.
The lace that adorns her, a delicate dance of shadows and light, a testament to the fragility of beauty.
In this moment, she is eternal, a vision of loveliness, suspended in time, a rose requiem, a lament for the passing of beauty.