Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A sea of red petals, a gentle, loving repose. Her lips, a vibrant kiss, inviting and serene, A contrast to the monochrome beauty she's seen. The roses, like tears, fall from her hair, A mourning for the beauty that's rare. Her face, a canvas, smooth and fair, A masterpiece of elegance, beyond compare. In this still moment, she is free, A vision of loveliness, for you and me. The roses whisper secrets, of love and of pain, As she sleeps, surrounded by their sweet refrain. A symbol of transformation, of life and of death, The roses cradle her, in their gentle breath. In this image, we find a peaceful nest, A haven of beauty, where love finds its rest.