Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of red rose petals, she lies serene,
A vision of beauty, her spirit unseen.
Her lips, a crimson whisper, inviting and bold,
Eyes closed, as if in slumber, her soul unfold.
The roses, a velvet shroud, surround her form divine,
A dark, romantic tableau, where love and death entwine.
In this stillness, a story of passion is told,
A tale of beauty, transience, and the heart's gold.
The roses, like rubies, glow in the dark of night,
A fiery halo, that casts a gentle, loving light.
On her skin, a porcelain canvas, smooth and fair,
A masterpiece of elegance, beyond compare.
In this rose requiem, we find a peaceful nest,
A place where love and beauty, forever rest.