Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she lies entwined,
A vision of beauty, a heart of the vine.
Roses surround her, a floral shroud,
As she surrenders to the beauty allowed.
Her lips, a deep red, a sensual delight,
Invite the shadows to dance through the night.
Her hair, a tumble of darkness and light,
A river of night, where stars take flight.
The roses, a symbol of love and desire,
Enfold her, a cocoon of passion's fire.
In this serene and mysterious repose,
She finds solace, a heart that overflows.
With every petal, a story unfolds,
Of love, loss, and the beauty that never grows old.
In this rose requiem, she finds her peace,
A world of wonder, where love's secrets release.