Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A serene visage, lost in roseate gray.
Eyes closed, she floats on a sea of red,
A delicate dance, where petals softly spread.
The roses, like whispers, caress her skin,
As she surrenders to the beauty within.
In this still moment, time stands still,
And the world's din is lost, like autumn's chill.
The red roses, a fiery, passionate sigh,
Envelop her, a gentle, loving goodbye.
In monochrome repose, she finds her peace,
A tranquil heart, where love's essence release.
The roses, a symbol of love's fierce might,
Protect her soul, in the silent night.
In this tableau, a story unfolds,
Of love, loss, and beauty, young and old.
A requiem for the heart's deepest pain,
Where roses bloom, and love remains.