Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her peace,
A sea of roses, her soul's release.
With eyes closed, she breathes the scented air,
And lets the beauty of the moment repair.
Her lips, a fiery rosebud, inviting and bright,
A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light.
The roses surround her, a protective nest,
A sanctuary of love, where she finds her rest.
In this stillness, she is free to be,
A vision of serenity, for you and me.
The roses whisper secrets, of a love so true,
A language only known, to the heart anew.
In this rose requiem, she finds her voice,
A gentle whisper, a heartfelt choice.
To let go, to surrender, to be set free,
In the beauty of the roses, she finds glee.