Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of crimson, a vision lies,
A woman's form, a serene surprise.
Red roses cascade, a floral shroud,
Enveloping her, in a gentle cloud.
Her lips, a vibrant, crimson hue,
Invite the gaze, to a beauty anew.
The roses, a symbol of love's dark fire,
Surround her, with a tender, sweet desire.
In this still moment, she finds her peace,
A reverie, where love's sorrows release.
The roses whisper secrets, of the heart,
As she basks, in their tender, loving art.
A moment's beauty, frozen in time,
A rose requiem, a love sublime.