Rose Requiem
Reflection
A serene visage, surrounded by the velvet petals of red roses, lost in the depths of a dream.
The lips, a crimson whisper, echo the beauty of the flowers that cradle her.
In the stillness, a tale of love and longing unfolds, as the roses and the woman become one in the shadows.
The darkness is illuminated by the gentle glow of her skin, a beacon of hope in the night.
The roses, like tears, fall around her, a testament to the beauty and the pain of love.
In this moment, time stands still, and all that remains is the gentle dance of the roses and the soft whisper of her breath.