Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A vision of beauty drifts away, Amidst the roses, red as love's last sigh, A maiden's face, a monochrome sky. Her eyes, closed to the world's loud din, Drink in the silence, and the roses' kin, Their petals soft as the whispers of the night, Enfold her, a gentle, loving light. In this still moment, she is free to be, A roseate soul, wild and carefree, The red blooms, like passion's burning fire, Illuminate her heart, her deepest desire. In this dark world, she shines so bright, A monochrome beauty, bathed in roseate light, A fleeting glimpse of peace, a moment's rest, In the rose's cradle, she is blessed.