Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is cradled by petals of desire, A sea of red roses, a somber, sweet fire. Her face, a canvas of serene repose, A gentle soul, in a bed of velvet rose. The roses, like tears, fall upon her skin, A mourning for the beauty locked within. Her lips, a whispered promise, softly parted, A sigh of dreams, in a heart that's guarded. The roses surround her, a protective nest, A symbol of love, in eternal rest. In this still moment, she is free to be, A vision of peace, in a world of reverie. The roses, they whisper secrets in her ear, Of a love that's pure, and a beauty that's clear. In this rose requiem, she finds her peace, A tranquil haven, where love will never cease.