Velvet Repose

In the stillness, she finds her strength, Amidst the roses, her spirit at length. The red blooms, like passion's fiery kiss, Dance around her, in tender, loving bliss. Her hair, a wild tangle, free and unbound, Flows like a river, as her soul is found. In slumber, she is free, untethered and light, A vision of beauty, in the dark of night. The roses, like rubies, shining bright and bold, Frame her face, a portrait of serene gold. Her lips, a gentle curve, a whispered promise keep, As she sleeps, her heart, in love's deep sleep. In this moment, she is one with the earth, A being of wonder, of infinite rebirth. The roses, like love, surround her, a sacred space, Where she can be, in a peaceful, sacred place.