Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows softly fall, A vision of beauty, serene, beckons all. Surrounded by roses, red as love's own fire, A maiden's face, a canvas of heart's desire. Her eyes, like sapphires, veiled, yet shining bright, Reflect the depths of a soul, in quiet night. The roses, guardians of passion's secret keep, Whisper tales of love, in silent, mystic sleep. In this tableau, where art and dream entwine, Lies a reflection, of beauty divine. A moment captured, where time stands still, A testament to the beauty, that love can fulfill. The roses, like sentinels of love's own might, Stand watch, as the maiden's beauty takes flight. In this serene landscape, of shadow and light, The viewer's heart finds a gentle, loving sight.