Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a vibrant whisper of life.
The red blooms, like passionate dreams, surround her, their beauty haunting.
In this serene repose, she is a vision of contrasts: black and white, yet ablaze with color.
The roses, symbols of love and loss, entwine her, a gentle lover's caress.
Her tranquil face, a canvas of peace, belies the turmoil of the heart.
In this moment, she is free, lost in a sea of red, her spirit afloat on a tide of beauty.
The roses, they seem to whisper secrets, their delicate petals unfolding like the pages of a forgotten tale.
And in her sleep, she hears, her soul responding to the call of the wild and the beautiful.