Rose Serenade

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A vision of beauty, serene beyond recall. Amidst the roses, crimson petals unfold, A maiden lies, her face a work of art, so bold. With eyes closed, she savors the scented air, As if the fragrance of the roses is beyond compare. Her lips, a subtle curve, a promise unspoken, Invite the viewer to a world of dreams unbroken. The roses, like sentinels of love, surround her form, A verdant halo, soft, yet vibrant, and warm. In this tableau, time stands still, and all is serene, As the beauty of the scene, the heart is seen. A moment captured, a memory to hold, A testament to beauty, young and bold. In the stillness, a story unfolds, Of love, of passion, of a beauty to behold.