Crimson Repose

In a sea of red roses, she lies serene, A vision of beauty, a heart unseen. The flowers, like passionate whispers, surround her form, A gentle caress, a loving storm. Her eyes, like sapphires, shine bright and blue, Reflecting the depths of a soul anew. The roses, a symbol of love's fierce might, Enfold her, a tender, crimson light. In this still moment, she is free, A goddess, born of petals and glee. The world, with all its strife and pain, Fades into the background, lost in the roses' sweet refrain. And as we gaze upon this wondrous sight, We are drawn into the beauty, the love, the light.