Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her solace,
A sea of roses, her heart's dark ocean.
With eyes closed, she breathes the scented air,
And in the stillness, her soul is laid bare.
The red roses surround her, a velvet shroud,
A symbol of passion, a tale of love avowed.
Her lips, a rosebud's promise, soft and red,
Invite the shadows to rest upon her head.
In this quiet moment, she is free to be,
A goddess of beauty, wild and carefree.
The roses whisper secrets, of love and of pain,
As she surrenders to the beauty that remains.
In this rose requiem, she finds her peace,
A fleeting moment, her spirit releases.