Rose Serenity

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace, Surrounded by roses, her spirit unfolds. Petals of red, like whispers of the heart, A gentle caress, a soothing work of art. Her face, a canvas, pale and serene, Eyes closed, as if in a dream unseen. The roses, like sentinels of love and desire, Guarding her rest, as the heart's fire. In this still moment, she is free to be, A vision of beauty, for you and me. The roses, a symbol of the heart's deep core, Remind us of love, and the beauty we adore. In the silence, her spirit takes flight, A rose-tinted dream, where love is the light. And when she wakes, the roses remain, A testament to the beauty that remains.