Rose Requiem
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her visage a canvas of contrasts, where light and shadow dance.
The red roses, like passionate whispers, surround her, their velvet petals a gentle caress.
Her lips, a flush of desire, invite the silence.
The world, in stillness, holds its breath as she dreams.
In this serene tableau, beauty and mystery entwine, a testament to the quiet power within.
As the roses bloom, so does the soul, in the beauty of repose, finding its truth.