Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play, a maiden lies, entwined in roses' sway.
Her face, a canvas of serene repose, amidst the crimson blooms that softly disclose.
The darkness whispers secrets, as petals unfold, a tale of love, loss, and beauty, forever told.
In this still moment, time stands still, as if the heart had ceased to thrill.
Yet, in the silence, a truth is revealed, of a soul that's touched by beauty, unsealed.
The roses, like tears, fall gently down, a requiem for what's been, and what's yet to be found.