Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, a vision unfurls, a maiden crowned with roses, her beauty a fleeting dream.
Her eyes closed, as if in reverie, her lips a whispered promise.
The red roses in her hair, a symbol of passion and love, a fiery halo that dances in the fading light.
The soft glow on her skin, a gentle caress, a tender touch that stirs the soul.
In this moment, she is lost in thought, her heart aflutter, her spirit soaring.
The world around her fades, as she becomes one with the roses, her beauty and their beauty entwined, a timeless dance of elegance and grace.