Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is crowned with roses red, A somber beauty, in stillness, is fed. The petals, like tears, upon her hair, A melancholy beauty, beyond compare. Her lips, a whispered promise, sealed, In dreams, she finds her heart's revealed. The red roses, like passion's flame, Surround her, a dark, romantic frame. In monochrome, her skin, a canvas fair, A masterpiece, with shadows, beyond compare. The roses, a symbol, of love's dark might, Enfold her, in a silent, endless night. In this still image, a story's told, Of love, loss, and a beauty, to behold. A rose requiem, for a love, now past, A memory, that will forever last. In the darkness, a light, does shine, A guiding star, that makes the heart align.