Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she lies entwined with crimson blooms,
A vision of beauty, in stillness and dreams.
Red roses surround her, a passionate shroud,
As she floats on a sea of velvet, soft and proud.
Her lips, a fiery rosebud, inviting and bright,
Her skin, a porcelain canvas, smooth and fair in sight.
The roses, like tears, fall gently on her face,
As she basks in the beauty of a peaceful, secret place.
In this surreal landscape, she is the queen,
A sleeping beauty, surrounded by roses serene.
The world outside fades, as she rests in this nest,
Of red petals and shadows, where love finds its rest.
In this dreamlike state, she is free to roam,
Where the roses and darkness become her sweet home.