Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she is crowned with roses, their velvet petals a gentle caress on her skin.
The red hue of the flowers dances with the red of her lips, a symphony of passion and rest.
Her face, a canvas of serene beauty, is a testament to the tranquility that lies within.
The roses, like guardians of her dreams, surround her, their thorns a reminder of the strength that lies beneath her gentle exterior.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers, her spirit intertwined with their beauty and fragrance.