Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her peace,
A sea of roses, her soul's release.
With lips that whisper secrets to the night,
And eyes that hide the stars, a celestial light.
Her skin, a canvas, pale and fair,
A backdrop for the beauty that's beyond compare.
The roses, like velvet, soft and deep,
Envelop her, a tender, loving sleep.
In this still moment, she is free to be,
A vision of beauty, wild and carefree.
The red roses, like passion's burning flame,
Surround her, a symbol of love's eternal game.
In this tranquil scene, we find our own peace,
A reflection of the beauty that we can't release.