Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, a vision of beauty and sorrow.
Her lips, a deep crimson, invite the night.
The roses, like tears, fall around her, a cascade of love and loss.
Her face, a canvas of dreams, reflects the beauty within.
The darkness surrounds her, a veil of mystery.
Yet, in this stillness, there is a sense of peace, a requiem for the soul.
The roses, a symbol of passion and heartache, entwine her, a gentle lover's caress.
In this moment, she is free, lost in a sea of red, her spirit soaring.