Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, a queen of beauty and sorrow.
The red petals dance around her, a whirlwind of passion and heartache.
Her lips, a deep crimson, whisper secrets to the shadows.
The light dances across her face, a gentle caress on skin so pale.
In this moment, she is free, surrounded by the beauty and pain of love.
The roses, like tears, fall around her, a symbol of the heart's deepest longings.
In this stillness, she finds peace, a fleeting respite from the world's turmoil.
The roses, a reminder of life's beauty and fragility, surround her, a delicate balance of light and darkness.