Floral Requiem

In a sea of crimson petals, she stands serene, A vision of elegance, a heart unseen. Her turtleneck cloak, a fiery hue, Echoes the blooms that surround her anew. The flowers, a crown upon her head, A symbol of beauty, in slumber spread. Her eyes, like sapphires, shine so bright, Reflecting the depth of her inner light. The bouquet in her hands, a gentle grasp, A tender touch, that whispers of love's past. In this floral landscape, she is the queen, A monarch of beauty, in a world unseen. The red flowers, a passionate, beating heart, Pulsating with life, a work of art. Her presence, a balm, to the soul's dark night, A guiding light, that shines with gentle might.