Rose Serenity

In slumber, she is surrounded by the essence of life, Red roses, a symbol of passion, in full bloom thrive. Her lips, a deep crimson, a promise of what's to come, A beauty so serene, it has just begun. With every petal, a story unfolds, Of love, of loss, of dreams yet to be told. Her face, a canvas, smooth and fair, A masterpiece, beyond compare. The roses, they whisper secrets in her ear, Of a world outside, and the beauty that's here. In this moment, she is free, A soul at peace, wild and carefree. The red roses, a fiery halo, a crown, A symbol of strength, in a world that's renowned. For its beauty, its wonder, its strife, She stands, a goddess, a work of art, a life.