Rose Requiem

In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her face a canvas of serene beauty. The red blooms envelop her, a symbol of love and passion that transcends the boundaries of reality. Her lips, painted with a subtle sheen, whisper secrets of the heart. The roses, like guardians of her dreams, surround her with a gentle touch, their thorns a reminder of the delicate balance between beauty and pain. In this moment, she is both the rose and the keeper of its beauty, a harmony of flesh and flower, of life and dream.