Rose Requiem

In the shadow of beauty, she finds solace, A moment's peace, a lifetime's silence. The roses, like tears, fall gently on her skin, As she surrenders to the darkness within. Her lips, a crimson whisper, a promise unkept, A heart that beats with a beauty unexpressed. The world outside recedes, and all that's left, Is the soft caress of petals, and the weight of her breath. In this stillness, she is free to be, A fleeting dream, a moment's ecstasy. The roses, like a lover's kiss, upon her brow, A gentle farewell, to a beauty now lost, now found anew.