Rose Serenity
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, she finds her peace,
A sea of roses, her soul's release.
With eyes closed, she breathes the scent,
And lets the world slow its relentless bent.
Her lips, a subtle smile, a hint of bliss,
As petals caress her skin, a tender kiss.
In this stillness, she is free to be,
A vision of beauty, wild and carefree.
The roses, like guardians, watch over her sleep,
As she dreams of love, her heart does keep.
In this tableau, time stands still,
And in the silence, her spirit is fulfilled.
The red roses, a symbol of passion's fire,
A flame that burns, a love that never tires.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers,
A union of beauty, in quiet, gentle hours.