Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her lips a gentle curve of red.
The flowers, like dark sentinels, guard her peaceful repose.
Her skin, a canvas of porcelain, glows with a soft, ethereal light.
The roses, a symbol of love and passion, surround her, their beauty and fragrance a testament to the transience of life.
In this moment, she is at peace, her spirit entwined with the flowers, her heart beating in rhythm with the beauty that surrounds her.