Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of her gaze, a rose blooms in silence.
Her eyes, closed to the world, open to the soul.
The red rose, a symbol of passion and mystery, entwined in her hair, a dance of elegance and sorrow.
The light, a gentle caress on her skin, reveals the contours of her face, a map of emotions.
In this moment, she is lost in thought, a world of her own, where beauty and melancholy entwine.
The lace on her dress, a delicate touch, adds to the mystique, a whispered promise of secrets untold.
She is a vision, a fleeting glimpse of beauty, a requiem for the heart.