Rose Requiem
Reflection
In crimson depths, she lies entwined,
A vision veiled in scarlet's hue,
The roses whisper secrets divine,
As petals dance, her soul renews.
With eyes closed, she breathes the night,
The flowers' soft, melodious sigh,
Echoes of a love so bright,
In red attire, she meets the sky.
The world is hushed, a silent stage,
For this fair maiden, lost in bloom,
Her beauty is a work of art,
A fleeting dream, a rose's perfume.
In this still moment, she is free,
A queen of roses, wild and carefree.