Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses.
Their velvet petals, a gentle caress on her skin so fair.
The red hue, a passionate whisper, a lover's tender sigh.
As she rests, the flowers envelop her, a tender, loving grasp.
In this serene tableau, beauty and tranquility entwine.
The roses, like guardians of her dreams, watch over her repose.
Their thorns, a subtle reminder of life's delicate balance.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a harmony of flesh and petal.
The world outside recedes, and all that remains is the gentle dance of rose and sleep.
A fleeting peace, a moment's beauty, frozen in time's relentless march.