Rose Requiem

In the depths of crimson petals, she lies serene, A vision of beauty, lost in a dream unseen. The roses surround her, a velvet shroud of red, As if to shield her from the world's unsaid. Her lips, a whispered promise, softly parted, Invite the shadows to play upon her heart. The light dances upon her skin so fair, A gentle lover's caress, beyond compare. In this still moment, time stands still, As the roses weep their secret, unfulfilled. The darkness whispers truths, only known to few, Of love, of loss, of dreams, and all anew. In this rose requiem, she finds her peace, A fleeting moment, the world's wild release. The red roses, like passionate hearts, beat, In rhythmic mourning, a love so sweet. In the silence, her beauty shines so bright, A radiant glow, that chases away the night. And when the dawn breaks, and the roses fade, Her memory remains, an eternal shade.