Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle, loving repose. Her lips, a whispered promise, a tender, crimson hue, As she surrenders to the beauty, both fierce and true. The roses, like sentinels of passion, guard her peaceful nest, Their velvet softness, a soothing balm, for her soul's unrest. In this serene tableau, she is free to roam, A world of dreams, where love and beauty are her home. The roses, a symbol of love's enduring, timeless might, Enfold her in their tender, crimson light. And as she sleeps, surrounded by this floral, loving sea, She is reborn, renewed, and set free to be.