Rose Requiem

In the shadows, a serene visage lies, Adorned with roses, a melancholy surprise. Eyes closed, lips parted, a gentle sigh, As petals enfold her, a silent goodbye. The roses, red and velvety, a somber hue, A mourning garland, for beauty anew. The model's skin, a porcelain sheen, A canvas for the roses, a dream unseen. The darkness reigns, a mysterious shroud, That veils the truth, in an eternal cloud. Yet, in this stillness, a beauty shines, A fleeting moment, forever divine. The roses whisper secrets, of love and of loss, As the model's face, a poignant cross. A symbol of the transience, of life's design, A reminder to cherish, the beauty that's mine.