Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she is cradled by roses, her beauty a fleeting dream.
The red petals dance around her, a gentle requiem for the soul.
Her lips, a whispered promise, invite the shadows to rest.
The darkness is illuminated by her presence, a beacon in the night.
The roses, like tears, fall around her, a testament to the beauty that lies within.
In this serene tableau, she is the epitome of grace, a vision of loveliness that transcends the mundane.
The world, in all its chaos, fades away, leaving only the gentle lapping of the rose petals against her skin.