Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall,
A vision lies, serene, beyond them all.
Amidst the roses, red as passion's fire,
A maiden rests, her heart's deep desire.
Her lips, a crimson promise, sealed and bright,
Invite the darkness, with a gentle might.
The roses, like sentinels of love and pain,
Guard her repose, in a sweet, sorrowful refrain.
In this still moment, where beauty reigns,
The world is hushed, in a reverent, sweet refrain.
The roses whisper secrets, of a love so true,
And in their depths, a mystic language, shines anew.
The maiden's face, a canvas, pure and white,
Reflects the roses, in a gentle, loving light.
In this tableau, where art and dream entwine,
The rose requiem, a beauty, divine.