Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses.
Their velvet petals, a gentle caress on her skin so fair.
The red hue, a symbol of passion, of life and of love,
Echoes the whispers of a heart that beats from above.
Her lips, a crimson crescent, inviting and serene,
As the roses weave their magic, a dreamlike scene.
In this quiet moment, she is free to roam,
Where the beauty of the roses is her heart's home.
The shadows dance upon her face, a chiaroscuro play,
As the roses guard her slumber, in a silent, secret way.
In this portrait, we find a reflection of our own desires,
A longing for peace, for beauty that never tires.
The roses, like her soul, are delicate, yet strong,
A testament to the power that lies within, where love belongs.
In 'Rose Requiem', we see a world both dark and bright,
A balance of contrasts, a harmony of light.
The roses, a symbol of love, of life, of all we hold dear,
Remind us to cherish each moment, to banish all fear.