Rose Requiem

In the shadow of her eyelids, a world of dreams unfolds. The red roses, like passionate whispers, entwine her hair, a symbol of love and longing. Her lips, a crimson promise, beckon the darkness. The light dances upon her skin, a gentle lover's caress. In this moment, she is both fragile and unyielding, a beauty born of contrast. The roses, like her heart, are both fierce and delicate, a testament to the complexity of her soul. As the light fades, she remains, a vision of loveliness, forever etched in the shadows.