Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the stillness of her repose, a tale unfolds,
Of petals red and whispers untold.
Her face, a canvas of serene delight,
A monochrome beauty, bathed in soft, ethereal light.
The roses, like rubies, scattered around,
Echo the passion that her heart has found.
In slumber, she finds solace, a peaceful nest,
Among the flowers, her spirit finds rest.
The roses, a symbol of love's fiery core,
Dance with her hair, a waltz, evermore.
In this tableau, a story is revealed,
Of a soul at peace, with heart unsealed.
The red roses, a testament to her inner fire,
A flame that burns, a love that aspires.