Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is entwined with roses, a dance of red and white, a harmony of flesh and petal.
The roses surround her, a crown of love and loss, as she lies serene, her lips a vibrant red, a beacon in the shadows.
The light caresses her face, a gentle touch, illuminating her peaceful repose.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a fleeting beauty, a whispered promise of eternity.
The roses, like her, are transient, yet their beauty remains, a testament to the power of love and memory.