Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, she stands, a vision of beauty and sorrow.
The red roses entwined in her hair, a symbol of love and loss.
Her eyes closed, as if in reverence, her lips painted red, a subtle smile.
The light dances across her face, highlighting the contours of her skin, a masterpiece of chiaroscuro.
The black lace dress, a mourning veil, shrouding her in mystery.
She is a rose in bloom, fragile and fleeting, yet resilient and strong.
In this moment, she is free, unencumbered by the weights of the world.
Her beauty is a requiem, a song of love and longing, echoing through eternity.