Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her porcelain skin a canvas of serenity.
The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her, a halo of desire and mystery.
Her lips, a whispered promise, invite the shadows to dance.
In this tableau, beauty and melancholy entwine, a poignant reminder of the fleeting nature of life and love.
The roses, like memories, cling to her, their beauty and fragrance a bittersweet reminder of what's been and what's lost.
In this moment, she is timeless, a vision of loveliness, suspended between reality and dreams.