Rose Serenade
Reflection
In slumber, she is crowned with roses, her face a canvas of serene beauty.
The red blooms dance around her, a vibrant halo in the darkness.
Her lips, softly parted, whisper secrets to the shadows.
The roses, like passionate whispers, surround her, their beauty and fragrance a gentle lullaby.
In this moment, she is one with the flowers, a symphony of elegance and grace.
The darkness recedes, and all that remains is the soft glow of her presence, a beacon of peace in the night.
As the roses envelop her, they tell a tale of love, beauty, and the eternal dance between light and shadow.