Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the soft glow of fading light, a vision of beauty lies, her eyes closed, her lips a vibrant hue.
The roses in her hair, a symbol of love and loss, entwined with the delicate lace of her attire.
The shadows dance upon her skin, a testament to the fleeting nature of life.
Her face, a canvas of serenity, a portrait of elegance in repose.
The world outside recedes, as the gentle light of the windowpane casts a serene ambiance.
In this moment, she is a world unto herself, a universe of quiet contemplation.
The roses, like her, are a blend of beauty and fragility, a reminder to cherish each moment.
As the light whispers across her features, it reveals the depth of her soul, a mystery wrapped in the soft folds of darkness and light.