Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A serene escape, where petals softly repose. Her lips, a vibrant kiss of crimson, invite the night, As red roses weave a crown, a symbol of her inner light. The world outside recedes, and in this quiet space, She finds her strength, her beauty, her sacred place. The roses, like whispers, share their gentle might, Guiding her through dreams, into the morning light. In this still moment, she is free to be, A vision of elegance, wild and carefree. The roses, they watch over her, a protective spell, As she rests, surrounded, her heart swelling with love to tell. In slumber, she is reborn, refreshed, renewed, A rose among roses, her spirit renewed.