Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her face a canvas of serene beauty.
The red blooms entwine her, a tender yet passionate embrace.
Shadows dance upon her skin, a chiaroscuro of dreams.
The roses whisper secrets, their petals soft as sighs.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a harmony of flesh and petal.
The world fades, leaving only the gentle caress of the roses and the soft whisper of her breath.
Here, in this sanctuary of beauty, she finds peace, surrounded by the symbols of love and desire.
The roses, like her spirit, are free and untamed, their beauty a reflection of her inner self.