Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A tranquil escape, where petals unfold like tender prose. Her lips, a crimson whisper, a promise of secrets untold, As darkness and light entwine, a mystic tale to be told. The roses, like guardians of her peaceful nest, Watch over her dreams, where love and sorrow find rest. In this serene tableau, where shadows softly fall, A woman's beauty shines, a fleeting moment, beyond them all. The roses, red as passion, as the fire that they ignite, A symbol of the heart, where love and longing take flight. In their delicate dance, a story of beauty and decay, A reflection of the soul, where light and darkness sway. In this quiet reverie, she finds a peaceful shore, Where the roses' gentle whispers, her heart forever restore.