Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses.
Their velvet petals, a gentle caress on her skin so fair.
The red hue, a symbol of passion, of life, of love, and of despair.
As she rests, the flowers surround her, a guardian of her dreams.
Their thorns, a reminder of the pain that love can bring.
Yet, in their beauty, she finds peace, a sense of calm that soothes the soul.
The roses whisper secrets, of a love that's strong and true.
A love that's worth the pain, worth the heartache, and the tears anew.
In this serene and peaceful scene, she finds her inner strength.
A strength that guides her through life's journey, through joy and length.
The roses, a symbol of her heart, beating with love and fire.
A flame that burns, a passion that never tires.
In the stillness, she finds her voice, a whisper of her deepest desire.
A desire to love, to live, to be, to be set free.
The roses, a reminder of the beauty, of the love that's yet to be.
A beauty that shines, a light that guides her on her way.