Rose Requiem

In slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle repose. Her lips, a vibrant kiss, a promise unspoken, As she lies entwined, her beauty unbroken. The roses, like whispers, surround her still form, A guardian of dreams, a keeper of the storm. In this quiet moment, she is free to be, A vision of loveliness, a sight to see. The red roses, a symbol of passion and fire, Enfold her, a cocoon, a heart's deep desire. In their soft, velvety folds, she finds her peace, A place where love and dreams entwine, release. Her face, a canvas, painted with gentle care, A masterpiece of beauty, beyond compare. The roses, a halo, a crown of love and light, Illuminate her features, a wondrous sight.