Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadow of the rose, she finds her solace.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle caress that whispers secrets of the heart.
Her lips, a crimson promise, sealed with the mystery of the night.
The roses, like silent sentinels, guard the gates of her soul.
In this moment, she is both fragile and unyielding, a paradox of beauty and strength.
The darkness frames her, a canvas upon which the light paints its masterpiece.
She is the rose, and the rose is she, a symbiosis of flesh and flower, of life and beauty.