Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her peace,
A sea of roses, her soul's release.
With eyes closed, she breathes the scent,
Of beauty, love, and life's intent.
Her lips, a ruby promise, shine so bright,
A beacon in the darkness of night.
The roses, like tears, surround her face,
A mourning for the beauty of her place.
In this still moment, she is free,
A vision of serenity, for you and me.
The red roses, like passion's flame,
Dance around her, a waltz of love's sweet name.
Her skin, alabaster, smooth and bright,
Glistens in the soft, ethereal light.
In this tableau, she reigns supreme,
A queen of beauty, in a dreamlike theme.