Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses. Their velvety petals, a gentle caress on her skin, as the world outside fades into the background. The red hue, a symbol of passion and love, wraps around her, a protective cloak of serenity. Her lips, a subtle smile, hinting at the secrets she keeps. The roses, a testament to the beauty that lies within, a reflection of the soul's deepest desires. In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a union of flesh and petal, a dance of life and death. The darkness recedes, as the light of the roses illuminates her face, a beacon of hope in the shadows.