Rose Serenade
Reflection
In the realm of slumber, she finds her peace,
Amidst the roses, her spirit releases.
The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her form,
As she drifts, lost in a dream, where love is the norm.
Her lips, a ruby promise, inviting and sweet,
Her face, a canvas, where serenity meets.
The roses, like sentinels of love, guard her repose,
As she basks in the beauty, where heart and soul disclose.
In this tableau, she is the epitome of grace,
A vision of beauty, in a tranquil, sacred space.
The roses, like a chorus, sing her lullaby,
As she rests, surrounded, by love's sweet sigh.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers,
A harmony of beauty, where love is the power.
The world, with all its strife, fades from her sight,
As she dwells, in this haven, where love shines bright.