Rose Requiem

In the darkness, she lies serene, Adorned with roses, a crown unseen, Red petals softly touch her skin, A gentle caress, a love within. Her lips, a vibrant, rosy hue, Invite the night, with a silent 'come to me, too.' The roses, like whispers, surround her head, A mystical aura, in a peaceful, dreamlike bed. In this stillness, she finds her strength, A beauty that, in darkness, has its length. The red roses, like passion's flame, Burn softly, with a lover's gentle name. In this image, a story unfolds, Of love, beauty, and a heart that's told, A tale of mystery, of a soul so bright, Shining in darkness, like a guiding light.