Rose Requiem

In the shadow of stained glass, a vision unfolds, A maiden bathed in light, her beauty told. Red roses entwined in her hair, a symbol of desire, A delicate balance between passion and the fire. Her eyes closed, lost in thought, a moment's peace, A respite from the world's din, a world to cease. The lace upon her skin, a intricate design, A dance of light and shadow, a beauty divine. The roses, a testament to love's enduring might, A whispered promise, in the silence of the night. In this fleeting moment, she is free, A vision of serenity, for you and me. A reflection of our own deepest desires, A call to embrace the beauty that aspires. To rise above the mundane, to touch the sky, To let the light of love, within us, fly.