Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A serene escape, where petals softly repose. The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her face, A gentle caress, a soothing, ethereal grace. Her lips, a subtle smile, invite the roses' tender might, As she breathes in their fragrance, a calming, dreamlike light. In this quiet reverie, she is free to roam, Among the flowers, where love and peace are made known. The roses, like sentinels of beauty, watch over her sleep, Their velvet softness, a protective, loving keep. In this haven, she is cradled, a delicate, porcelain soul, Where the roses' beauty, her heart doth make whole. The world, with all its strife, fades into the background's hush, As she, in rose-filled slumber, finds a peaceful, loving rush.