Rose Requiem

In slumber, she finds solace among the roses' gentle hush, A sea of red petals, a soothing, crimson rush. Her lips, a vibrant rosebud, inviting and bright, A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light. The roses surround her, a protective, loving fold, A symbol of the beauty that she holds. In this serene repose, she is free to be, A vision of loveliness, for you and me. The red roses whisper secrets, of passion and of love, A language only known, to the heart above. In this tranquil scene, we find our peaceful nest, A haven from the world's din, where love finds rest. The roses' gentle beauty, a reflection of her soul, A beauty that transcends, making her whole. In this rose requiem, we find our own peace, A sense of calm, that the world's noise can't release.