Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a subtle smile.
The red blooms surround her, a fiery halo in the darkness.
Her skin, a porcelain canvas, reflects the gentle caress of light.
The roses, like passionate whispers, weave through her hair, a sensual dance of petals and shadow.
In this serene tableau, beauty and mystery entwine, a fleeting moment of tranquil reverie.
The roses, symbols of love and longing, envelop her, their vibrant hue a stark contrast to her monochromatic repose.
As she rests, the flowers seem to guard her, their beauty and hers intertwined in a silent, eternal moment.