Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A vision stirs, in monochrome array,
A woman's form, in tranquil repose,
Surrounded by roses, red as love's sweet throes.
Her eyes closed, in slumber deep,
Her lips, a promise, in silent sleep,
The roses, like passion's burning fire,
Dance around her, with heart's desire.
In this still scene, where light and dark entwine,
A tale of love, and beauty divine,
Unfolds, like a rose, in petals soft and slow,
Revealing the depths, of a heart that glows.
In this quiet moment, we find our peace,
A reflection, of our own love's release,
A symbol of hope, in the rose's gentle might,
Guiding us through, the darkness of night.