Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her face a canvas of serene beauty.
The red blooms, like passionate whispers, frame her tranquil visage.
As petals fall, they weave a tale of love and longing.
Her lips, a gentle curve, invite the silence.
In this moment, she is both fragile and eternal, a fleeting beauty captured in the tender dance of roses and shadows.