Rose Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A maiden lies, in roseate array, Her face, a canvas, pale and still, Adorned with blooms, that softly fill, The air with scent, of love and pain, As petals cling, to her skin so vain, Her eyes, closed tight, in quiet sleep, As red roses weep, their beauty deep, In mystic silence, she reigns supreme, A queen of dreams, in rose-entwined theme, Her presence whispers, of love's dark fire, That burns within, a heart's deep desire, To be entwined, in beauty's tender might, And in the roses, find a peaceful night, The roses, like tears, that fall from above, Bring solace to, her heart's deep love, In this still moment, she is free to be, A vision of, serenity.