Rose Requiem
Reflection
In the crimson depths, a figure lies entwined,
with roses that whisper secrets of the heart's design.
Her dress, a canvas of desire and fate,
Echoes the blooms that surround her, a floral state.
The red hue, a symbol of passion's fire,
That burns within, a soul's deepest desire.
In this stillness, she finds her strength,
A beauty that transcends the mortal length.
The roses, a crown upon her head,
A testament to the beauty she has bled.
In their thorns, a story of love and pain,
A reminder that beauty is not gained in vain.
This portrait, a reflection of the soul,
A journey through the depths of the heart's role.
In the rose requiem, she finds her peace,
A serenity that the world cannot release.