Rose Requiem

In the depths of red roses, she lies serene, A vision of beauty, a heart unseen. Her lips, a crimson whisper, a promise unkept, A beauty so fragile, in slumber she weeps. The roses surround her, a velvet shroud, A symbol of love, in a silence avowed. Her eyes, closed to the world, yet open to the soul, A mystic connection, to the heart's deep role. In this stillness, she finds her peaceful nest, A haven of dreams, where love is at rest. The roses, like tears, fall gently around, A requiem for the heart, a love profound. In this image, we see a beauty so rare, A fleeting glimpse, of a love beyond compare. A moment frozen, in time's relentless flight, A rose requiem, for the heart's deepest night.