Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, her porcelain skin illuminated by the soft glow of petals.
The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her, a gentle caress on her tranquil face.
Her lips, a fiery rosebud, beckon the shadows, as her dark hair flows like a midnight river.
In this serene tableau, beauty and melancholy entwine, a poignant dance of light and darkness.
The roses, like memories, cling to her, their thorns a reminder of life's bittersweet refrain.
And in her stillness, we find a reflection of our own quiet moments, a testament to the beauty that resides in the spaces between light and shadow.