Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, she finds her solace,
A rose entwined in her hair, a symbol of her soul.
The light dances upon her skin, a gentle caress,
As she tilts her head, lost in thought, in quiet unrest.
Her lips, a deep crimson, a promise unspoken,
A whispered secret, a heart that's unbroken.
The world outside fades, as she closes her eyes,
And in the silence, her spirit softly sighs.
In this moment, she is free, untethered and wild,
A fleeting beauty, a heart that's undefiled.