Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A vision stirs, in red roses' sway,
Her lips, a whispered promise keep,
As petals dance, in slumber deep.
The roses, like sentinels of old,
Guard her repose, with stories untold,
Their velvet softness, a gentle caress,
As she surrenders to their tender dress.
In this still moment, time stands still,
As beauty reigns, with an ethereal will,
The roses, a symbol of love's pure fire,
That burns within, like a heart's deep desire.
In this serene and mystic scene,
We find the beauty, the stillness, the dream,
A moment's peace, in a world astray,
A rose requiem, to guide us on our way.