Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a deep crimson hue.
The red blooms surround her, a halo of passion and mystery.
Her eyes, closed in reverie, hide secrets and tales untold.
The soft, dark hair frames her face, a delicate dance of light and shadow.
The roses, like whispers, caress her skin, their velvet petals a gentle lover's touch.
In this serene tableau, she embodies the beauty and enigma of the feminine, a vision of elegance and poise.
The red roses, symbols of love and desire, weave a spell of enchantment around her, as if to protect her from the world's prying eyes.
In this moment, she is free, lost in a world of dreams and beauty.