Rose Serenade

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle, loving repose. Her lips, a whispered promise, softly parted and bright, Invite the night to wrap her in its gentle light. The roses, like sentinels of love, guard her peaceful nest, Their beauty and her beauty, intertwined, find rest. In this serene tableau, time stands still, and all is right, As she sleeps, surrounded by the roses' silent delight. The world outside recedes, and in its place, a dream takes hold, Where love and beauty reign, and the heart is made of gold. In this haven, she is free, her spirit unconfined, A vision of loveliness, where the roses and she entwine. The soft, golden light that dances on her skin so fair, Illuminates the roses, and her beauty beyond compare. In slumber, she is reborn, her essence renewed and bright, A rose among roses, in the stillness of the night.