Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A maiden lies, in roses' gentle sway, Her lips, a crimson rose's soft hue, Invite the darkness, to a love anew. Her eyes, like sapphires, veiled in night, Conceal the depths, of her inner light, The roses, like tears, upon her face, A poignant reminder, of love's fragile pace. In this still moment, she finds her peace, A fleeting respite, from life's wild release, The roses, a symbol, of her heart's desire, A burning passion, that sets her soul on fire. In this serene, and mystic, rose-filled space, She finds solace, in a gentle, loving grace.