Rose Serenade

In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her beauty unadorned, yet resplendent. The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her, their thorns a reminder of love's bittersweet nature. Her skin, a canvas of porcelain, glows with a soft, ethereal light, as if kissed by the moon. The darkness that surrounds her is not absence, but presence - the presence of mystery, of depth, of the unseen. In this serene tableau, we find the beauty of vulnerability, the strength in surrender, and the poetry of the human experience.