Rose Requiem

In the depths of crimson, she lies serene, A vision of beauty, lost in a sea of red roses unseen. Her lips, a whispered promise, a kiss unsealed, A heart that beats with passion, a soul that's revealed. The roses, like sentinels of love, guard her repose, Their velvet petals, a soft, caressing doze. In this dark, romantic tableau, she finds her peace, A world of red, where love and dreams entwine and release. Her face, a porcelain mask, a work of art divine, A testament to beauty, forever intertwined. With every rose, a story unfolds, a tale of love and heartache, A dance of shadows, where light and darkness make their pact. In this stillness, she is free, a queen of crimson dreams, Where roses and darkness weave a spell that it seems.