Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the shadows, beauty lies in wait,
A vision of serenity, a soul's dark fate.
Red roses entwine, a symbolic shroud,
As the woman's face, a porcelain cloud.
Her eyes closed, a moment's peaceful nest,
A world away, where love and sorrow rest.
The roses' velvet touch, a gentle caress,
A whispered promise, of love's eternal yes.
In this still moment, she is free,
A canvas of emotions, for you and me.
To see ourselves, in her serene face,
And find the beauty, in a quiet, sacred space.
The roses' red, a passionate heart's fire,
A flame that burns, with a deep desire.
To be seen, to be heard, to be felt,
In the silence, a story is told and retold.