Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses.
Their velvet petals, a gentle caress against her skin, as the world outside fades into the shadows.
The red hue, a testament to the passion that burns within, a flame that flickers softly in the darkness.
Her lips, a rosebud's promise, inviting and elusive.
The roses, a crown, a symbol of love's triumph over the trials of life.
In this serene tableau, she is the embodiment of beauty, a fleeting moment of peace.
The roses, like memories, surround her, their scent a reminder of the moments that have shaped her.
As she sleeps, the roses watch over her, guardians of her dreams, and the stories they hold.