Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadow of beauty, she stands alone,
A vision of elegance, with roses as her throne.
Her lips, a crimson whisper, inviting the night,
As red roses entwine her hair, a sensual delight.
With eyes closed, she inhales the fragrance deep,
A moment of solitude, her spirit does keep.
The soft glow on her skin, a gentle caress,
A dance of light and shadow, a serene happiness.
Her earrings, like tears, glisten in the dim light,
A reflection of the beauty, that shines so bright.
In this fleeting moment, she is free,
A rose in full bloom, a beauty to see.