Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her peace,
A sea of roses, her soul's release.
With lips that whisper secrets untold,
And eyes that hide stories yet to be told.
The roses surround her, a velvet shroud,
A guardian of dreams, a keeper of vows.
In this dark beauty, she is free to roam,
A world of red, where love is her home.
The light dances upon her skin so fair,
A gentle caress, beyond compare.
In this still moment, she is divine,
A fleeting glimpse, of a beauty sublime.
The roses, like sentinels of old,
Stand watch, their beauty, forever to be told.
In this tableau, she reigns supreme,
A queen of mystery, a heart that dreams.