Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is surrounded by the beauty of red roses, A serene visage, a peaceful repose, The soft petals, a gentle caress, As the world outside fades into the darkness of night's dress. Her face, a canvas of stillness, a reflection of the soul, A monochrome portrait, where emotions unfold, The roses, a symbol of love and passion, entwined with her hair, A coronet of beauty, a wreath beyond compare. In this digital dreamscape, she finds her peaceful nest, A haven from the world's din, where love is the guest, The roses, a reminder of the beauty that's within, A reflection of the heart, where love and peace begin. As she sleeps, the roses watch over her, a sentinel of love, A guardian of the dreams that she dreams from above, In this quiet moment, she is free to be, A being of beauty, wild and carefree.