Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a fiery kiss.
The red blooms surround her, a halo of passion and mystery.
Her skin, a canvas of porcelain, glows with an inner light.
The roses, like velvet whispers, caress her face, their thorns a gentle reminder of the beauty and pain entwined.
In this serene repose, she is a goddess, a symbol of love's transformative power.
The red roses, a testament to the heart's deepest desires, envelop her, a cocoon of dreams and longing.
As she sleeps, her spirit soars, untethered, on the wings of beauty and desire.