Rose Requiem

In the depths of red roses, she lies serene, A vision of beauty, a heart unseen. The soft petals enfold her, a gentle shroud, As she sleeps, her spirit is avowed. The shadows dance upon her skin so fair, A testament to life's fleeting care. The roses whisper secrets, a gentle breeze, That stirs the soul, and rustles the trees. In this still moment, she is free to be, A dreamer, lost in reverie. The red roses, a symbol of love's dark fire, That burns within, a heart's deep desire. In slumber, she finds peace, a respite from pain, A refuge from the world's loud refrain. The roses guard her, a sentinel of love, A promise kept, sent from above. In this rose requiem, she finds her nest, A place to rest, where love is at its best.