Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, Their velvet petals a gentle caress, a soothing repose. The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her form, A testament to the beauty that lies within, and the strength that transforms. Her lips, a deep crimson, a promise of secrets untold, As she breathes in the fragrance, her spirit begins to unfold. In this serene tableau, she is both queen and captive, A delicate balance of power and vulnerability, a harmony to perceive. The roses, like guardians of her dreams, watch over her rest, As she journeys through the realms of the subconscious, where love and mystery nest. In this sanctuary, she is free to roam, to explore the depths of her own soul, To discover the hidden truths that lie within, and to make them whole. The rose requiem, a symphony of beauty and sorrow, Echoes through eternity, a testament to the power of love's gentle tomorrow.