Rose Petal Slumber

In the velvet darkness, a vision unfolds, A woman's face, a canvas of porcelain holds, Red roses cascade, like passionate whispers sweet, As she sleeps, her beauty is the heart's retreat. Her skin, a luminous glow, like moonlit night, Eyes closed, as if in dreams, her soul takes flight, The roses, like rubies, dark and rich as sin, Entwine her hair, a lover's tender grasp within. In this stillness, time stands frozen, a gentle hush, A moment's peace, where love and beauty rush, The world, a distant hum, a muted, fading sound, As in this image, serenity is found. In rose petal slumber, she finds her peaceful nest, A haven from the world's din, where love is at its best, And as we gaze upon this wondrous sight, We are drawn into the beauty, the calm, the light.