Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace, surrounded by roses that whisper secrets of the heart.
The red petals dance around her, a fiery halo that illuminates the darkness.
Her lips, a deep crimson, invite the shadows to rest.
The world outside fades, and all that remains is the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft whisper of dreams.
In this serene landscape, she is the queen, her beauty a balm to the soul.
The roses, like sentinels of love, guard her repose, their fragrance a reminder of the beauty that lies within.
As she sleeps, her spirit soars, untethered and free, a wildflower blooming in the night.