Rose Serenita

In the realm of slumber, she finds her strength, Amidst the roses, her spirit takes flight. The red blooms, like passion's fiery breath, Dance around her, a sensual, mystic sight. Her face, a canvas of serene delight, Eyes closed, as if in reverent prayer. The roses, like whispers, soft and bright, Enfold her, a gentle, loving care. In this still moment, she is free, A vision of beauty, wild and carefree. The roses, a symbol of love's pure flame, Illuminate her path, and guide her way. In the darkness, they shine like beacons bright, A testament to the power of love's light. Her tranquil form, a haven of peace, Inviting all to step into the stillness. In Rose Serenita, we find our own release, A reflection of our deepest, most sacred ease.